Review of Loud Like Love

For the avoidance of doubt, I have never been a fan of Placebo , despite Molko is nice and I appreciate some of their most successful single . At the same time , I completely understand the success of the British trio , and the six published albums in his career confirm a talented pop pretty amazing. Never mind , think you, even with a little ' of reason, but it was necessary to move away from Placebo to address the review of their new album , a work that will bring them back to the top of the charts without much doubt , after the glories of Battle For The Sun

The ingredients , as always would say , there are and they are all in the right place , a sign that the trio ( and especially Brian Molko ) has a clear idea of how it is to play his band , committed to replicate with great skill a formula established for years of hard work. Nothing wrong with that, God forbid , the landscape is full of bands that play with a mastery of song formula crystallized without worrying too much about progress - a good example would be to Foo Fighters - But , just this sort of inaction narrows its field of action in a responsive manner. Loud Like Love , in the end, is the classic album that will make happy those who already appreciate the career of Placebo (and there are many ) , but is unlikely to win new admirers , although the strength of ten new pieces is undeniable. And if it is judged that a disk is sacrosanct and above all by virtue of the songs, Loud Like Love deserves full enough and something more .

To convince , in general, are Purify , Rob The Bank, the title track, Too Many Friends ( with text that reads " My computer thinks I'm gay ") and the closing Bosco , alternating guitar outbursts , with some veiled electronic insertion , in the most intimate moments and dominated by the distinctive voice than usual Molko . Fans of the group , do yourself below. For all others there is a whole world of music to explore ...