This came out in 1999 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
Brett Anderson and the lads of Suede have always played third fiddle to Oasis and Blur in the battle of the Britpop bands.
Their fourth album, Head Music, is good enough to change that — but it probably won’t, mainly because it’s a far cry from the bombastic, self-indulgent puffery of the U.K. mainstream. Instead, Suede have slinked down a side street into a sleazy, drug-addled netherworld of sin and decadence (the title is more about goings-on below the belt than above the shoulders, if you follow), where glam rock meets grams of rock in lyrics like “She’s cooking crack, giving us a heart attack,” and Anderson pouts and vamps his way through slinky, post-glam grooves while bragging “we’ll steal your children and smoke all your hash.” Call the Betty Ford Clinic and book your room now.
