Gold Against The Soul

Generic Ratings: 1. Crap. 2: Ok. 3: Good. 4: Great

I’ve never been confident in my feelings about this one, and on any given day it floats between that 2/3 rating. There are bits that I love about it – the main riff, the verse melodies, the vocals, and yet it feels too long, too airy. It does feel like an apt title track, and an apt closer of the hard rock album, but parts of it have never sat easily with me. I can’t quite say what those are – I want to say it’s repetitive but I don’t truly feel that it is, I do say it’s overlong, but it’s of similar length to many other songs on the other album. Maybe it’s that some of the beats are digital and that some parts don’t actually sound like the Manics. I don’t know. I think there is a better song here, but I don’t know what could be done to make me like it any more.

Misheard Lyrics: 1. Everybody feels sick by vodka – the sea of despair

2. Eat the cloth caps – a snack victim

Actual Lyrics: 1. Everybody feels sick by the courtesy of dismay

2. Either cloth caps or smack victims.

Gold Against The Soul: 2/Okay

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