Rewind the Film
So much for mass communication - this is unlike any album the band have ever made.
It's hard not to view the title of Rewind the Film as a conscious allusion to how the Manic Street Preachers are pursuing their career in the second decade of the new millennium.
With five singers and a musical style that veers from folk, through motown via euphoric indie rock and back to cinematic brooding, the Manics' eleventh album is a strange, disparate beast, easy to like but difficult to love. Opener, This Sullen Welsh Heart, has bassist Nicky Wire singing like a man on a long walk home after closing time, before frontman James Dean Bradfield saves it with a reflection on identity and defiance.
Fast forward 21 years and the Manic Street Preachers are still living by the same philosophy.
Album review: 'Rewind The Film', the latest studio album from Manic Street Preachers, finds the Welsh act exhibiting a refreshed sonic palette...
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