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Meet [a]Cake[/a], five men from California led by [B]John McCrea[/B] and armed with a world view that's off-centre, wry and, after prolonged exposure, really rather annoying...
There is a question that has long perplexed rock scholars: namely, does comedy belong in popular music? A more pertinent version of this is: does irony belong in American bands?
Meet Cake, five men from California led by John McCrea and armed with a world view that's off-centre, wry and, after prolonged exposure, really rather annoying. Musically, Cake are GCSE-level Pavement, but don't worry, because they aren't really about music. Cake's purpose on earth is to act as a vessel for McCrea's lyrics. These are songs with lovably off-beat titles such as 'Satan Is My Motor' and 'Sheep Go To Heaven' ("...goats go to hell"), whose choruses the audience will sing before they've even been played.
Occasionally though, McCrea gets bored of being the joker. He has feelings you see. So we get the odd lovelorn missive like 'Mexico' where the lighters come out in non-ironic force. But it's too little too late and behind McCrea's beanie hat, beard and shades it's hard not to imagine an arched eyebrow and smug grin. And behind that - ultimately very little.
Meet Cake, five men from California led by John McCrea and armed with a world view that's off-centre, wry and, after prolonged exposure, really rather annoying. Musically, Cake are GCSE-level Pavement, but don't worry, because they aren't really about music. Cake's purpose on earth is to act as a vessel for McCrea's lyrics. These are songs with lovably off-beat titles such as 'Satan Is My Motor' and 'Sheep Go To Heaven' ("...goats go to hell"), whose choruses the audience will sing before they've even been played.
Occasionally though, McCrea gets bored of being the joker. He has feelings you see. So we get the odd lovelorn missive like 'Mexico' where the lighters come out in non-ironic force. But it's too little too late and behind McCrea's beanie hat, beard and shades it's hard not to imagine an arched eyebrow and smug grin. And behind that - ultimately very little.
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