Rather than allowing their new parental high to seep naturally through the pores of...
Paul Sullivan 2006
The title of Faithless’ fifth studio album, To All New Arrivals, is derived from the happy fact that both Rollo and Sister Bliss have recently brought new babies into the world. Rather than allowing their new parental high to seep naturally through the pores of their new productions however, they’ve opted to use it as a hook for the entire album.
Lead single “Bombs” kicks things off impressively; the chugging, chiming, understated beat, whispered social analysis from Maxi Jazz, and striking video making it classic music-with-a-message Faithless .
From there though things get increasingly bogged down in the bathetic soup of ‘new parent’ syndrome. “Spiders, Crocodiles and Kryptonite” has someone uttering childish inanities over a quasi-eerie soundtrack; the record is saved by an extended segment of The Cure’s “Lullaby”, but only just.
“Music Matters” (with Cass Fox), an otherwise decent, uplifting piece, is similarly marred by embarrassingly mawkish lyrics that give praise to ‘all those who stood up and counted / all those for whom money was no motive,’ etc.
And it gets worse. “I Hope” is made up of trite messages of parental hope (‘I hope you don’t die before your time / I hope you always brush your teeth’), while the title track lazily plots child-death statistics over a plodding beat and throws in a chorus that chirps: ‘We’d die for you / kill for you’. So much for being anti-violence.
Mixed messages and vacuous consciousness-raising aside, the music is also sub-par. Aside from “Bombs”, none of the tracks during the first half of the album inspire, with the droopy “Last This Day” (with Dido) and the nondescript “Nate’s Tune” being particularly wishy-washy.
The album finally snaps out of this languid mood towards the end, with the robust “Hope & Glory”, the genuinely wonderful “A Kind Of Peace” (with Cat Power) and the head-bopping “The Man In You”; even the instrumental finale “Emergency” bristles with a welcome energy.
But there are no “Insomnia”s, no “We Come I”s, and no real sign of Faithless’ former glory, so forcefully represented on their recent Forever Faithless collection. Well-meaning it may be, but To All New Arrivals is far from vintage Faithless.