Luke Haines – 21st
CENTURY MAN
In 2015, 21st Century Man sounds
old-school. Luke Haines writings songs about Klaus Kinski, married couples
leaving London for English countryside, Russian futurists and Peter Hammill. No
concept, just songs. I miss that. I enjoyed the one about Kendo Nagasaki and I
enjoyed the one about Nick the Badger, but the annoying “Lou Reed Lou Reed”
single was a lazy excuse for primitive rock’n’roll and this year’s messy Mark
E. Smith related EP was not too hot either. I’m all for an artist going places
and self-indulgent whimsy can be fun, but somehow it has felt slight. Hit and
miss, too, Luke in the full Twitter mode. Too many sycophantic followers
praising every line, perhaps? British
Nuclear Bunkers is either ridiculous or fantastic (probably both), but
there’s just not too much songwriting thought going on. Or is it that I’m like
NBA’s Gregg Popovich dismissing 3-point shots as circus stuff and preferring
the old-school brand of ball-moving basketball? The one that involved more
effort and more deliberation? Also, in 2015, 21st Century Man sounds like Luke Haines’ last great
album – if you forget about The North Sea Scrolls for a second. Stretching from
glam-rock (“Wot A Rotter”) to acoustic semi-ballads (“Love Letter To London”). I
do not want to be stuck in the past and reinforce my sentimental tendencies,
but come on now: a melody doesn’t lie. So just give “Klaus Kinski” another
listen. A songwriting masterclass if there ever was one.