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There's a Star Above the Manger Tonight
Red Red Meat
There's a Star Above the Manger Tonight
Genres: Alternative Rock, Pop, Rock
 
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Red Red Meat has a lot of nerve. Unlike so many of its too timid indie rock peers, the Chicago quartet dares to tamper with what brung 'em. Yes, remnants remain of the Stones-inspired chunky chords and driving beats that m...  more »

      
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All Artists: Red Red Meat
Title: There's a Star Above the Manger Tonight
Members Wishing: 0
Total Copies: 0
Label: Sub Pop
Original Release Date: 2/25/1997
Release Date: 2/25/1997
Genres: Alternative Rock, Pop, Rock
Style: Indie & Lo-Fi
Number of Discs: 1
SwapaCD Credits: 1
UPCs: 098787038729, 098787038712

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Red Red Meat has a lot of nerve. Unlike so many of its too timid indie rock peers, the Chicago quartet dares to tamper with what brung 'em. Yes, remnants remain of the Stones-inspired chunky chords and driving beats that marked the early work of frontman Tim Rutili and company. With There's a Star, however, the Meat men dig deeper into that "Main Street" morass than ever before, emerging on turf they can call their own. Not that they don't get lost occasionally along the way. Mixing everything from dissonant guitar skronk to backwoods banjo music, they frequently find themselves clinging to the unsteady frame of these songs by the tips of their red, red fingers. But perhaps they had to venture into uncharted territory to arrive where they have. --Steven Stolder
 

CD Reviews

Poetic heresy...
GARY J HIGGINS | UNIONVILLE, CT United States | 08/23/2002
(5 out of 5 stars)

"Easily among the best in the Sub Pop catalog, and for that matter all of the '90's, Red Red Meat drove further out across the windswept earth than most, but with consistently better results. While the alt.music field of the past 25 years is littered with aggressively experimental groups, the vast majority were wildly uneven in the quality of their output (Sun City Girls, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Sebadoh, and the Donner Party spring immediately to mind, as does the more "musicianly" Praxis). Then along comes Rutili's outfit--far better than R.E.M. ever dreamed of being, completing Keith Richard's unfinished sentences for him--this last disc is a dense, circuitous wonder. From the hauntingly beautiful title track to the spiralling wash of sound that marks the 17-minute closer "Just Like An Egg On Stilts," there's never a dull moment. Taking a page from the secret life of John Cale, they disassemble the spaces hinted at on earlier discs with giddy determination. A must-have among must-haves."