BY JASON GROSS
Still such a sensitive fellow after all these years, the M man evolves once again from gloomy pageantry for imaginary movies to goth-pop with more guest stars than your average hip-hop release- maybe not just because he loves collaborating but also because his own vocals aren’t too strong. He’s always been attracted to divas since his dance days but now he’s roped in Flaming Lips Wayne Coyne and Mark Lanegan (Screaming Trees, Queens of the Stone Age) on board too, who provide the highlights here, mostly because of the gospellish choir accompanying the former and the latter’s reliably doomy baritone. Otherwise, there’s nothing awful here but there’s nothing outstanding either to shake things up or shift the glum mood much, which might be the point but there’s only so much mileage you can get out of being in the dumps- as Tom Waits (who may yet collaborate with the M man) could tell him.
Majestically sad (“Almost Home,” “Saints”), soulfully sad (“A Case For Shame”), atmospherically sad (“Going Wrong”), trip hop sad (“The Last Day,” “Tell Me”), Northern soul sad (“Don’t Love Me”) are all interesting but often too subtle variations that almost make you want to force feed him Zoloft at times. Still, his dancey despair is smarter and more palatable than most any mopey emo brooder out there.
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