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Ah
that album title. What thoughts it conjures up regarding the type
of music that would fall under such a moniker. It could be a reference
to Vermeer’s ‘The Girl with the Pearl Earring’
painting, the music soft yet complex, a sound brimming with the
tensions of unrequited love in a world of light and shadows. It
turns out that Colour of Fire are less Great Master and more great
masturbator and ‘Pearl Necklace’ is the musical equivalent
of a cum shot –overplayed and in-your-face with lots of gruff
moaning, though you’ve actually switched off and gone to bed
ages ago. This York-based quartet’s primary influence seems
to be the early works of Metallica. Not the pompous epic later material
but the kind of guitar work exhibited on ‘Ride the Lightning’,
with riffs that broadsides you in the middle of a busy road, before
speeding away with the horn blaring leaving you slightly shaken
and thinking, “idiots”. Following the great rock tradition
we have now covered sex and cars in this review, so that just leaves
money. Don’t waste yours by buying this.
words: Colm Larkin
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