How quaint. The Raveonettes recall that crepuscular time in the mid-'80s when The Jesus & Mary Chain and their disciples relocated rock'n' roll classicism and girl-group pop into a shower of feedback. It remains a seductive formula, though one that pales very quickly. For all their grasp of the iconography, Sune Rose Wagner and Sharin Foo's tales of leather gangs and boys called Johnny are sexless. And while Chain Gang Of Love only lasts 33 minutes (not much longer than January's mini album), it still outstays its welcome.
How quaint. The Raveonettes recall that crepuscular time in the mid-’80s when The Jesus & Mary Chain and their disciples relocated rock’n’ roll classicism and girl-group pop into a shower of feedback. It remains a seductive formula, though one that pales very quickly. For all their grasp of the iconography, Sune Rose Wagner and Sharin Foo’s tales of leather gangs and boys called Johnny are sexless. And while Chain Gang Of Love only lasts 33 minutes (not much longer than January’s mini album), it still outstays its welcome.