Exemplary of production, but tired of lyric and shamelessly opportunistic.
Sorry, I'm confused: is this the same The Like that 'burst' upon the scene a couple of years ago with a folksy, elfin look that borrowed extensively from Joanna Newsom? Now they come replete with polka dots, produced by Mark ‘Amy Winehouse’ Ronson with a handful of Sharon Jones & The Dap-Kings in their backing band, sounding for all the world like an over-pampered version of Brighton’s own Pipettes Mk I? Whoa. Even for a bunch of rich kids with from LA, the opportunism is shameless.
Some would argue The Go-Go’s, or perhaps (snigger) The Supremes. Yet the title-track of The Like’s second album is pure Tracey Ullman, down to the clipped guitars and Farfisa organ, while opening track Wishing He Was Dead is absolutely The Pipettes’ Judy, only trying way too hard. "If I could kick his head in... I’d be satisfied / If I could smack some sense into his senses / I’d be smack some sense into his sense / I might feel alright," simpers Elizabeth ‘Z’ Berg, trying to be schoolgirl tough, but coming across like Veruca Salt, grown-up and even more obnoxious. Walk of Shame, meanwhile, seems to be a song written about avoiding the paparazzi after a late night out on the way back to their famous dads’ houses. Yeah, something we can all relate to.
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