My Life With the Thrill Kill Kult
A Crime For All Seasons
The most exciting characteristic of My Life With the Thrill Kill Kult's new album is its packaging, frankly. I was overjoyed to find three stickers inside of its case, especially after hearing the CD. A Crime for All Seasons has its perks, but simply not enough for it to be quality listening.
The problems with the Thrill Kill Kult's song have always been the same: annoying repetitions of phrases they believe to be clever (usually its title) and their inability to explore new, worthwhile territory. Tracks like "Blondes With Lobotomy Eyes" with a dull march-beat background lack originality to the point of them being downright irritating. Even when they do attempt to make their music sound different such as in "Yesterday's Void" and "Mr & Mrs Bottomless Pit," they turn out to be the same song with a slight twist. Perhaps part of this is due to the lack of vocal gusto; the singers' inflections hardly ever vary.
Even the album's good tracks are not necessarily good, simply a small departure from what is expected. "Dope Doll Jungle" is one of these tracks--its eeriness, and even the vocal inflections for once, are very effective. Another of these is "Feel the Bite," with only the female vocalist singing for a well-needed change and enough dignity to actually call it a song without wincing. Some tracks, however, may stray from the normal Thrill Kill Kult pattern for the worst. "Twilight Web"'s techno drone is monotonous while the final track, "Blue Moon," is utterly laughable.
The Thrill Kill Kult needs to find a new gimmick quickly--a band can only put stickers in their CDs as sanction for so long. A Crime for All Seasons manages to fit its title at the least: it is a crime to listen to this album no matter what the season because it is just not thrilling enough.