Sivert Høyem - Moon Landing
Richard Wink 24/03/2010
Hi folks, Richard Wink here.
I'm reaching the end of my tether, and I believe the ardour of listening to Sivert Høyem's latest release Moon Landing is partly responsible for my current predicament. You see, this album reminds me of something Edwyn Collins put out in the nineties, only without the mojo. I have no patience for such jaded man rock, especially when it comes in such a grey package - barfing out the sort of sounds that move an impotent automaton onto the dance floor on a Saturday night causing everybody to witness unsightly wiggling saggy love handles. and the arthritic rock star poses that can only recall the current toothless embodiment of The Who, the sour wet patch that forms beneath a pair of harmless hanging testicles.
Moon Landing is the musical equivalent of Jermaine Jenas, David Cameron and a bowl of cornflakes - woefully inadequate in other words.