WITH a musical blender packed to the gunwales with great big squelchy dollops of punk, pop, hip-hop, ska and several Sao Paulo hybrids not even they know about, CSS have been planting sloppy smackers on the dazzled faces of indie UK for months now. Hence, presumably, the decision to re-promote their itchy, scratchy debut album.
Opener, CSS Suxxx, comes on like X Ray Spex and Wire - and then it gets infectiously stranger. Let's Make Love And Listen To Death From Above places Blondie's early rap experiments in bed with Adamski with The B52s looking on, Music Is My Hot Hot Sex sees Salt N Pepa joining in. Artbitch is the Flying Lizards tickling the Au Pairs' toes; and there's a hint of Shangri-Las about Meeting Paris Hilton. Phew!
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