Let down by pristine sessionmen
Brett Anderson - Black Rainbows

Brett Anderson never seemed an artist who would age well - his world of drag acts, drug acts and suicides is one that holds little glamour for most who get past thirty. But nearly twenty years on from Suede’s debut and he sounds pretty much unchanged, gamely wailing about carpet burns and paper cuts like a clumsy dandy in aspic.

It is after all Brett Anderson so there's little room for us to expect a serious revolution in style. Reassuringly, he still sounds like he needs a good wash, which was always one of his more endearing facets, but he’s let down by a troupe of pristine heavyweight sessionmen dealing in a kind of wipe-clean pseudo-stadium rock that suits him about as well as a pair of oversized white trainers.


Words by BEN BRILL

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