More music should sound like a sinister Hungarian puppet show performing on a back streets in Paris.
So thanks to The Cesarians for completely ignoring 60 years of popular music and reviving cabaret, Expressionism and the clarinet.
Flesh Is Grass, the first half of a double-A single, unfolds like a three-act play with the mood firmly establish in the first. A three-quarters time waltz tempo accompanies the tense and revealing second act, before the dramatic and Bond-esque third. The very different AA-side Woman is like Nick Cave with horns, by which I mean brass instruments, not Satan.
