The cover of Bloodlines looks like it was lifted from an episode of the X-Files.
It draws you in with its mystery, two people running into the light. They are running into the unknown, running from something equally unknown and unknowable. The pity is that when you play the album you are confronted by drab, uninteresting songs performed in such a nasal way that you wonder if the singer has had rhinoplasty in order to achieve it. The songs are pretty much all about unrequited love or break ups or “why don’t any of the nice girls like me” and other whinges. “Timesick Blues” nearly became good when it started to sound like The The’s “Uncertain Smile”, albeit stripped of any imagination and creativity. In fact it is pretty easy to work out what the people on the cover are running away from.
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