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Nerve Up Jude Rogers , February 22nd, 2010 06:25

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It’s time we forgot about the myth of Manchester. So many people come from towns where stormclouds gather and brew, where storeys of concrete tower and loom, where indiscretions and improprieties take place in the shadows. Lonelady – Julie Campbell from Hulme – has been slotted into her city so thoroughly, in both interviews and profiles, that the music she makes has almost been forgotten, vanishing into a vortex of associations and echoes, splattered with rain, wrapped up in long overcoats. Playing Nerve Up for the first time, I’d expected its rhythms and rhymes to be carved from Ian Curtis’ corpse at the very least; perhaps nuzzled with the fuzz of the Buzzcocks; or at least polished politely with the sheen of Sumner and Hook. In fact, the only Grim Up North flavours I could taste were the odd bursts of Ludus and a tiny hint of A Guy Called Gerald. Nerve Up often sounds a lot more American, as well as more female. 

That’s not to say you can’t spot its tics. Campbell’s first musical obsession was the early output of REM, and it shows. Building up her collection of albums week by week on cassette, Campbell spent her teenage years trying to unravel Michael Stipe’s lyrical myth-making, and the sense of mystery and menace that his group cultivated so well in their early career runs through this record, as do specific sounds. 'Intuition', 'Army' and 'Cattletears' could have fallen straight out of Murmur, their scratchy, just-out-of-tune guitars showing the same debts to Gang Of Four as REM’s debut album did. Peter Buck’s famous falling fourths descend proudly in the middle of 'Early The Haste Comes', while Campbell’s lyrics, most noticeably in the lovely 'Marble', are as incomprehensible and mystical as Stipe as his mistiest (I doubt she really sings, “Brace for the sun/And too bright groo/Said a ghost is more solid than that/Back tuggy beal”, but I can’t work out an alternative for love nor money). But despite this potential heavy-handedness, Nerve Up still arrives sounding fresh, urgent and vital. Like all the best acts who wear their references prominently, it’s what Campbell does with these inspirations that counts, what makes her stand out, which helps her float free. 

The way Campbell uses her remarkable voice – not like Stipe’s mumble at all, but a bold, stark thing all of its own – sets her apart. It’s like Kristin Hersh’s voice more than anyone else’s, simultaneously fierce and vulnerable, shaky and strong, but also carrying shades of Kim Deal’s lovable raggedness (possibly accentuated by producer Guy Fixsen, who has worked with both The Breeders and Pixies). On 'Immaterial', it reaches a tender, melancholy peak, Campbell’s high notes carrying echoes of Liz Fraser. On the brilliant title track, it does something even better, turning into the strident, spiky vocal of a dirty early house diva. Campbell delivers 'Nerve Up'’s lyrics coldly and with calculation, her clean notes an ideal accompaniment to the basic rhythms, sparse beats, and percussive breaths. “Waste your time on empty drama,” she sneers, deliciously, dangerously, before arching an eyebrow. ”No”, she instructs us, commanding us completely. “You got to make a decision on your own.” 

Nerve Up is an album that bristles with similarly liberated smartness and confidence – until it ends on the comparatively lush, zither-twinkled 'Fear No More', a denouement that sounds strangely twee after the spiky stuff that preceded it. But given further plays, even this curveball of a song grows, builds and charms, and its unique character emerges. Nerve Up in its entirety also works in this vein, if you give it the chance. At first, driven completely by the past’s short, sharp shocks, it soon leaves behind the shackles of the city in which it was made, and becomes its own perfect, peculiar creature.

Erdus Pingley
Feb 22, 2010 11:55am

For god's sake shut up about Ian Curtis, Sumner and the Buzzcocks. Why does everything from Manchester have to be shackled to those dinosaurs?

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Jude
Feb 22, 2010 12:05pm

In reply to Erdus Pingley:

That was my point.

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city hobgoblin
Feb 22, 2010 5:05pm

In reply to Jude:

Pretty obviously I would have said.

Looking forward to this album, loved 'Early the Haste Comes'

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Rich Hanscomb
Feb 22, 2010 6:23pm

Fantastic debut album sans hype. I heard Fear No More yonks ago and thought she'd given up...this is so refreshingly flab free and unpretentious. Props for referencing that taught, guitar mauling style of Buck's - it dominates the album as does early REM's winning way with a hook.

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Phil
Feb 23, 2010 8:48pm

Must say... isn't this output a little strange for Warp?

Really looking forward to this album after "Immaterial" and this review.

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