I read about All Saints long before I heard their music. Some of the
band's press coverage had me believing they were the next
Jackson or the anti-Spice Girls. They were depicted as funky,
street-smart and talented. They looked kind of tough in the photos,
there was even a rumor that one of them had thrown up in a potted
But after hearing them on the radio, I know where it's at. They're a
packaged product more than a music group. The four women in All
-- Melanie Blatt, Shaznay Lewis, and Natalie and Nicole Appleton
better voices than the Spice Girls, but the comparison is
As far as I know there aren't that many popular music groups that
consist of spokesmodels and drum tracks. Popular, I said. I know
hotel lounges across the world you probably see this kind of thing
lot. And on the French equivalent of MTV it's not uncommon. But
the success of All Saints and the Spice Girls, girl groups could
the music industry the boost that electronica never managed.
if adolescent girls are driving the entertainment industry --
many executives are banking
No musicians are listed on the All Saints' self-titled debut. Instead,
there are six photos of the singers -- sometimes with sleeves,
without. So if you take the CD for what it is -- background music for
styling your hair -- it's not that bad. I only wish some of the photos
of those girls with their off-center parts came with step-by-step
instructions for achieving that look.
The first song on the CD, and the big hit in Europe (I moved to
three months ago), is "Never Ever." It opens with a melancholy
plea to a former lover asking why he left, while the electronic
pretends to be a piano and the other Saints hum in the
has a bittersweet, retro girl-group sound -- the combination of
innocence and passion that melted hearts in the 1960s. The
lyrics add to the song's charm. They make it easier to sing along.
As soon as the second track ("Bootie Call") starts I'm transported
that high-school heartbreak to the studio, and the machinery
the sweet voices. This is the problem with most of the CD. It's
definitely well-produced and the band has a nice collective voice.
soulful and sassy. But they're often competing with the drum
Tracks such as "Alone" and "Trapped" could have been pretty,
songs if only the group had brought in some live musicians.
But when you're styling your hair, you're not listening to the
particulars. Sometimes the blow dryer is on. Sometimes you're
thought: Do I want a sleek look or do I want curls? So you listen
one ear. And with All Saints, this is the perfect way to listen...
There are a few covers on this CD. The Red Hot Chili Peppers'
Bridge," which was originally a gritty ode to Los Angeles, takes
on a new shine in the hands of All Saints. It opens with the
of the original song playing on a turntable (you can hear the snap,
crackle, pop) with some stops and starts. Maybe one of the Saints
DJ. Instead of evoking the post-industrial desolation of Los
these women are singing to a completely different city: one with an
Urban Outfitters and a Virgin Megastore. The end of the song, with
mysterious verse about what happened under the bridge, has
from this version. This is curious, because unlike the Spice Girls,
Saints aren't trying to maintain some kind of "nice" image for their
preteen fans. In the song "Bootie Call," they sing, "I like playing
games and if it's all the same, you can bring it on with the rough
... I don't want to be tame." All Saints also cover Patti LaBelle's
"Lady Marmalade." Or the song that taught the world to sing
coucher avec moi ce soir." It's one
of the better songs on the CD; it's got a great beat and there's a lot
of texture. And it serves as a kind of study aid for me, now that I live
in Brussels and need to learn French. In fact, the CD is like an
version of Glamour magazine, with tips on how to hang
tough after a
sudden breakup, how to cope with loneliness in a big city and how
flirt in French. This is why spokesmodels with drum machines just
have staying power.