Slow-to-excite but masochistically pleasing...

Sometimes it’s almost hard to believe that Adam Green was once the doe-eyed, juvenile soul of American lo-fi folksters The Moldy Peaches.

Looking at where he is now - the deep and rumbling voice of contemporary American indie and a sophisticated songwriter to boot - it seems he’s come a long way since his days of coarse wailing about little bunnies and graveyard metaphors. Nevertheless, Green’s talent has always, first and foremost, flourished in his ability to sing about real life with startling honesty and accessibility that the likes of Leonard Cohen and Beck have done before him. Labelled as a bully-slash-singer, Green knows how to push buttons, and ‘Minor Love’ is absolutely no exception to that rule.

With echoes of Lou Reed in many of the tracks, including ‘What Makes Him Act So Bad’ and ‘Cigarette Burns Forever’, and faint hints of Green’s previous work with the Peaches in others - ‘Oh Shucks’ - ‘Minor Love’ sees Green marry his roots with the new directions he’s taking, and comparison to the tape recorder fodder of old isn’t so hard make anymore. Opening with the excellent ‘Breaking Locks’, a sneak peek into the album’s grump-infested personality (“I’ve been too awful to ever be thoughtful / To ever be nice”), it’s an anti-folk gallop with a contemporary, mature - and slightly bitter - pop sound.

Inspired by Green’s fatalism and the concept that nothing lasts forever - what a pretty picture he paints - ‘Minor Love’ is a slow-to-excite but masochistically pleasing dark horse of a record, with lyrics that are either muttering fuck-you or fuck-me or fuck-everything. It’s antagonizing, but never self-pitying. Ultimately, it’s hard to argue with a man who views the world so frankly.


Words by Teri Williams


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