No not here to be loved
Oh the irony
Let’s clarify a few things: 1) I’m not the largest Richey fan and that 2) one of my biggest gripes with Send Away the Tigers is that it tries to imitate past glories with half-arsed vitriol and little success.
Now get this: the Tigers-era b-side that is about Richey (or seems to be anyway – this is my interpretation as much as I dislike it) and that musically reaches a bit close to The Holy Bible in its chorus (surely the album they shouldn’t copy at all at this stage) happens to be one of the genuinely best b-sides of the era.
Anorexic Rodin kicks ass. Its basis is the classic quiet-loud-quiet-loud structure, with more minimal verses mainly driven by James’ chugging guitar followed by blasting, crashing, raging, marching, triumphing, shouting choruses. The drive is there, the vitriol is there. Anorexic Rodin manages to sound awesome. It’s got some lovely raw power (despite being quite produced) in it. And I love that vocal melody/rhythm in the chorus. Generally some great delivery by James in this one. And the drums in the chorus are mmm. Also, I actually happen to really like the lyrics.
Which makes the whole track pretty damn great overall.