WHALE We Care (Hut)
I know nowt about Whale, apart from the fact that they are a Swedish trio, and "We Care" was one of the NMEs favourite 50 albums of 1995. Perhaps deservedly; on first listen they come over as a kooky hybrid of Trickys loping, spaced-out trip hop and Saint Etiennes glossy pop suss - strangely enough the Bristolian with the horns turns up to do singing, writing or production duty on almost half the tracks here, and who should be namechecked on "Eurodog" but one Sarah Cracknell (in the context of, rather bizarrely, "I cant help if I wanna fumble/Sarah Cracknell up her channel tunnel").
"We Care" is, partially at least, wonderful: theres the glorious acoustic slack-out of the Tricky-assisted opener "Kickin", the (very literally) throbbing "Ill Do Ya", which comes on like Prince circa "1999", "Tryzasnice", which swipes its lyrics from Trickys "Abbaon Fat Tracks" and the surreal carcrash scenario of "Im Cold". Perhaps they havent quite got enough fuzz guitar and barbed lyrical observations (e.g. "Is there a cure for being Swiss?") to stretch over the albums 60+ minutes, but when theyre good Whale are very very good. But why is the cover filled with pictures of luggage?