The Ting Tings - ‘Sounds From Nowheresville’ album review
A difficult listen with fleeting moments of the genius that made The Ting Tings so attractive.Read more on The Ting Tings Listen to The Ting Tings on Spotify
There are very few difficult second albums so difficult as The Ting Tings’. If their interviews are to be taken at face-value, then ‘Sounds from Nowheresville’ is an ironically bad second album with its tongue firmly lodged in its precocious cheek. Sadly, no-one’s buying that excuse for an album that is mired by its own super-massive ego. The Ting Tings have excessively and emphatically stated that they wiped the first batch of songs for their second album and worked on this ‘edgier’ set. Right.
It’s not all bad – just most of it. 'One By One' is a terrific moment on the album where the synthesisers are used to their greatest effect; Katie scales back her voice to its most dispassionately charismatic. It’s one of three songs that hint at what the album could have been if the Ting Tings had been afforded less pressure and more perspective. As it stands, the entire album has this feeling of being stitched together like Frankenstein’s monster, using bits of this and that to try to patch up the inconsistency of the whole thing.
‘Hang It Up’s percussion sounds as though it was sampled from ‘Fix Up, Look Sharp’ – only in absentia of the grimy inventiveness of Dizzee Rascal. But it’s the album’s lead track, ‘Silence’, that shows that they could have been on the cusp of something great with ‘Sounds From Nowheresville’. A greatness which evades them for about 22 minutes of the album’s length.
The short runtime on ‘Sounds from Nowheresville’ works out to be something of a blessing. The real tragedy of this second album is that The Ting Tings seem to have started to believe their own hype and it’s getting them nowhere.