Play Louders Thirteen Tales From Urban Bohemia review
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Thirteen Tales From Urban Bohemia
by Iain Moffat
June 20, 2000
The name, the nudity, the endless drugs... everything about the Dandy Warhols has always screamed of decadence so calculated that they'd need an opium den-sized warehouse full of pop suss just to get away with it. Handily enough for them, though, they somehow casually acquired one years ago, as you'll recall from the fiercely addictive '...Come Down' collection of a couple of years back, and the standards they set with that have been wholly lived up to here. Not that 'Thirteen Tales From Urban Bohemia' - now, there's a title that dances on the line between screechingly selfconscious and unashamedly cool - is simply a retread of former glories, but it's likely to find them just as willing an audience, probably taking in both the alternative cognoscenti who'll be impressed by the Velveteen sheen of 'Solid', the Madder Rose-ry of shimmery closer 'The Gospel' and the unhackneyedly naughty frisson of 'Horse Pills', and perhaps a more mature crowd who'll appreciate the surely-knowing references to Rod Stewart ('Godless') and Fleetwood Mac (the album's outstanding pop moment, 'Bohemian Like You'). They may well have listened to nothing new in their absence, but on this evidence the Warhols sound just fine. And Dandy, naturally...
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