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                 WILDHEARTS














                         he Wildhearts’ comeback album                                                           hadn’t burned this brightly since the mid-90s.
                         is not just impossibly good,                                                              They clearly felt it too. The theme-setting title
                         by rights it should have been                                                           track may be the third in sequence on this album,
                         impossible. In reviving a sound                                                         but there’s no doubt it sums up the mood in the
           T that they first nailed nearly 30                                                                    band. ‘You can’t keep a good band down,’ they sing on
            years ago, Ginger, CJ, Ritch and Danny managed    Renaissance Men                                    the title track. ‘We’re gonna make you sing if anyone
            to defy nature’s laws, and certainly musical                                                         can, we’ll rock you like a boomerang.’
            ones. The old rules of rock’n’roll – or at least                 GRAPHITE                              As that suggests, crucially, the mixture of
            the vital, punk-infused variety The Wildhearts                                                       pithy humour and prickly lyrics we always loved
            traded in – dictated that middle-aged men                                                            them for is really fizzing on this album, matched
            couldn’t continue to make young persons’                                                             by some breathless playing. The overwhelming
            music without making embarrassing arses of                                                           energy assault of My Kinda Movie – particularly
            themselves, and if they had any dignity they                                                         in Ritch’s relentlessly intense drumming and
            should shuffle off into MOR irrelevance.                                                             a superb twanging guitar riff – offsets a lyric full
              Gaps between albums of a decade don’t usually                                                      of great lines: ‘If this was on video I’d get my money
            help, and nor, in theory, does rehiring your old                                                     back/Pirate this on VHS and spend the rest on crack,’
            bass player despite the fact that he’s recently had                                                  Ginger sneers, in another telling reference to the
            a leg amputated. Sentiment is all very well and                                                      history of this star-crossed foot-shooter of a band.
            admirable, but it rarely makes for the kind of                                                       For the most part, though, it’s an unflinchingly
            fired-up, splenetic, wasp-up-your-trouser-leg rock                                                   heartfelt set of songs, with not a single word
            racket The Wildhearts are known for. And at their                                                    minced or muted. The musings on racism and
            age they should know better. But as rock’n’roll                                                      homophobia firing My Side Of The Bed might be
            itself becomes an art form old enough to claim                                                       older and wiser, but it’s full of uncompromising
            its free bus pass, there are an increasing number                                                    lines such as ‘Don’t take the easy thoroughfare, you
            of artists bucking the old trends and raging as                                                      know that it’s full of cunts down there.’ Meanwhile, the
            hard as ever against the dying of the light. Indeed                                                  Pistols-y thunder of Diagnosis is a thrillingly life-
            there’s a very seductive theory that the people   The life-affirming qualities of this record must   affirming riposte to the dose-now-ask-questions-
            who manage to stay relevant into their dotage     have something to do with restoring a line-up      later approach to mental health Ginger targets
            – your Dylans, Youngs, Wellers even – tend to     that imbued this band with more confidence         in the lyrics. One of the strongest songs of all is
            be the curmudgeonly old fuckers who seem to       and vitality than they’ve shown on record for      the CJ-written Little Flower, a robustly romantic
            still have some eternal itch to scratch. Ginger   years. We can’t really call it a comeback, given   singalong that could have graced any hard rock
            Wildheart could fit into that mould pretty snugly,   the amount of temporary re-formations and       album of the past 40 years.
            even if he’d doubtless rankle at any attempt to   one-off gigs The Wildhearts have gone through,       All of which made this a runaway winner of
            rope him into a gang.                             but the reconvening of the nearest this band gets   Clasic Rock’s 2019 Album Of The Year Poll. Vive
              But there’s definitely something more than      to a classic line-up – Ginger, CJ, Danny and Ritch   la renaissance! JS
            just one man’s demons firing up Renaissance Men.   – seemed to rekindle a spark in the studio which   Killer track: The Renaissance Men





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