One’s Not Enough

1 Still Alive
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While they are not without admiration by the critics, albeit being described – somewhat helplessly – as the new Beastie Boys – “One’s Not Enough”, the second album of these pleasure seeking brothers, has now appeared.

Here, the concentrated, cheeky strength and the crude brazen wit come through more viciously and more clearly than in their firstling; and simultaneously, are far removed from the conventional, superficial electro-punk-sentiment of other formations.

“Come On, Come Out” is a highly atmospheric collection of quotations reminiscent of the best 1980s synth-pop-tradition with pointed, punctuated hip-hop intonations; in contrast the title song “One’s Not Enough” strikes clearly harder sounds and riffs.

“Pretty Mess” has developed into a true hit – musical speed, which hits the raw, uncut charm of Femme Fatality on the mark and at the same time impressively documents that the Palermos not only draw the best out of all musical worlds but shout emphatically and straightforwardly into the world without consideration to convention.

While also unsparingly open, realistic and unpretentious in their basic message, just how colourful and multi-layered the duo is reveals itself in the surprising finale “Win, Lose, Die” – an almost cynically-biting statement about love and life and further proof that Femme Fatality’s priority is not the trend but the song, entirely without any stylistic blinkers.

“One’s Not Enough” is a refreshing, impetuous work whose strength and unrivalled radicalism – isolated from any kind of cliche – will not miss its mark.

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May 26, 2008

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Album Review

‘Introduction’ slaps you with a corny electro interpretation of rap style in a desperate 80’s style, and before you’ve had a chance to react they frisk through the spiky, loopy ‘Lucky Lover’ and this ruthlessly spanked behind of a song glows red in the mania of their mental approach. Raw vocals lean out over a glittery balcony and rant at the baying imagined populace blow. Stylish and a little freaky. The shouty chorus of ‘Bullet Train’ is the liveliest part of their more orthodox sound, in which the synth can add the bright lights through the grumpy steroidal pop but in a way that’s no blight, because their songs are quite basic for all the life, and all but supercharged when they get energetic which means it’s right in your face and quite unavoidable. ‘Come On, Come Out’ rolls along anguished in an interesting, gutted way with a chattering chorus still slipped in, although ‘Still Alive’ is more interesting in that it steps firmly aware from the dance groove and comes on like a post-punk country furore and with an other utterly beautiful chorus, which is a ludicrous turn of events. The vocals sound a bit weird exposed like this, but that’s obviously his voice. ‘Connections’ purrs noisily on another dance excursion, like frothy club jousting, empty-headed and spinning. ‘One’s Not Enough’ is a gnashing jumble, complete with vocal hoarsemanship and keys treading darkly, and ‘Pretty Mess’ is an artier slab of noise, so they’re breaking up their own territory strangely. ‘Yaz & Alize’ dances off with itself, ‘Don’t Kill For Me’ weeps softly, and a little spookily, with delicate touches and memorable trickles. ‘Bar Fly’ is fun, reminds me of that Scandinavian hiphop lot who did the great vid where the kid on the train finds he can fast forward and rewind the people around him. No idea what they were called. ‘Win, Loose, Die’ ends it in a way I wasn’t expecting, a winsome traipse over an acoustic with a wilting bar room vocal collapse. Very cute. It’s still strange that they oscillate wildly in fractious kitsch dance, yet also have other elements that smack plaintive qualities around, as this gives you almost as much frustration as it does fun, but having plenty of fun is no a crime.

Mick Mercer

There is definitely nothing new about daring musical fusions and bizarre crossovers. However, as these stylistic ventures are -in most cases -intentionally "trendy" and calculated, both surprise effectand gag fall flat pretty quickly. A laudable exception are the American brothers, Alexander and Monanani Palermo. Established in 2003, their unconventional mix of sinister electro, hip-hop and their hedonistic attitude towards sex, drugs and nightlife as its clear centre of discussion have already attracted a considerable fan community - not least of all as a result of their interactive live-shows which are also called up in the thousands on youtube. While they are not without admiration by the critics, albeit being described – somewhat helplessly - as the new Beastie Boys - "One's Not Enough", the second album of these pleasur seeking brothers, has now appeared. Here, the concentrated, cheeky strength and the crude brazen wit come through moreviciously and more clearly than in their firstling; conventional, superficial electro-punk-sentiment of other formations. "Come On, Come Out“ is a highly atmospheric collection of quotations reminiscent of the best 1980s synth-pop-tradition with pointed, punctuated hip-hop intonations; in contrast the title song "One's Not Enough" strikes clearly harder sounds and riffs. "Pretty Mess" has developed into a true hit - musical speed, which hits the raw, uncut charm of Femme Fatality on the mark and at the same time impressively documents that the Palermos not only draw the best out of all musical worlds but shout emphatically and straightforwardly into the world without consideration to convention. While also unsparingly open, realistic and unpretentious in their basic message, just how colourful and multi-layered the duo is reveals itself in the surprising finale "Win, Lose, Die" - an almost cynically-biting statement about love and life and further proof that Femme Fatality's priority is not the trend but the song, entirely without any stylistic blinkers . "One’s Not Enough“ is a refreshing, impetuous work whose strength and unrivalled radicalism - isolated from any kind of cliché -will not miss its mark.

Promofabrik

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