Naomi Hates Humans-Pipe Dreams And Lullabies-2008-DV8

Artist: Naomi Hates Humans

Title: Pipe Dreams And Lullabies

Label: Better Wierd Than Dead

Genre: Folk

Bitrate: 183kbit av.

Time: 00:41:43

Size: 57.71 mb

Rip Date: 2008-05-24

Str Date: 2008-00-00



1. Consensus Counts For Nothing 3:59

2. Better Things 4:47

3. Chin Up, Guard Down 4:37

4. Drunk Dickhead Strikes Again 3:42

5. This Is Not A Love Song 2:41

6. Heads Down 4:00

7. Death To Kaplinsky 3:47

8. My Grandmother's Hands 4:11

9. Small Town Kids 2:54

10. Time To Go Home 3:42

11. Pope Dreams And Lullabies 3:23



Release Notes:



It? a bold statement to use your name to alienate anyone

except the occasional sentient being from outer space with

your chosen moniker. Lets just say it didn? exactly work out

for Selfish C**t. But it would be even worse and far less

acceptable if the anger expressed in that statement was only a

cynical marketing ploy.



Thankfully Naomi Scott is the real deal, sentiment-wise, from

the delicate, artfully-produced, black-hearted box set of

stickers, badges and press gumpf that accompany the simply

illustrated CD, to the hand-written dedication to her late

nanny and granddad on the reverse.



There is absolutely no danger of Naomi being compared with any

of the current female favourites (Lily, Amy, Adele et al).

Although initially part of the anti-folk scene, ?ipe Dreams

And Lullabies?contains a healthy serving of punk attitude and

boasts 100 per cent DIY recording ethics. Breaking out of a

past spent in jobbing punk bands Naomi moved to the city and

dug out a guitar. She is clearly spiritually indebted to Patti

Smith and Janis Joplin, she is gravely of voice and rebellious

in sentiment.



Musically influenced by nu-wave, Naomi? backing band are

drawn from London-based math rockers Tea With The Queen giving

the whole album a more complex acoustic vibe, if only they

could pick up the pace from the plodding beat that afflicts

much of the record. In her less raspy moments she actually

sings quite delicately and comparisons with the histrionic

blues rock of Jeff Buckley are not as wide of the mark as they

may first seem. Naomi says: ? couldn? mean more if I tried /

And I try.?



And therein lies the crux of the problem, Naomi? vocals are

all a little bit too Nigel Kennedy. The rough rasp sounds

forced and frankly pretty uncomfortable. The middle section of

the record allows her more natural voice to float out in some

unguarded moments for example when she isn? singing about a

song being definitely, absolutely, not a love song, and the

London smoke getting in to her lungs.



Aside from those rabidly jolly topics Naomi also regales us

with tales of drinking to drown out the noise on the defensive

?hin Up, Guard Down? and drunk dickheads in erm ?runk

Dickhead Strikes Again? When your closest comparison is KT

Tunstall you know you?e in trouble and our advice to Naomi is

simple ?there isn? much wrong with the songs - gritty urban

balladeering is an eternally popular past time (just ask Billy

Bragg) - but there isn? much need to sound like a 14-year-old

Kurt Cobain fan while you do it.