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...nothing else would have gone according to plan. Plots just can't maneuver around this little law of nature. There's physics and there's cab protocol. They can't feed lies like that to the American public, not even in a movie. People from small towns are stupid, fine. Federal agencies are evil, yes, yes. Black man catches cab, are you kidding? Bad movie...
...Dinnuh's in the cellar, I can smell 'er" with an almost Kurt Cobain-ish seriousness, then shifts into the light-hearted teenage chorus "I wanna get cheeky with ya, I wanna get squeakly inside ya--lying through your teeth for a week!" on "Squeaky." If you come to Stupid, Stupid, Stupid with certain antigravity expectations, these lyrics will make you jealous. Distancing themselves from their subject matter through sarcasm, Black Grape come over to the audience, throwing a post-rock party where drugs, ex-girlfriends, and guitar solos are just instruments for the bands to play...
...plenty of reason to wave your elbows around--Sly & the Family Stone, Dexie's Midnight Runners, Blues Travelers. New records have to convince us that they're playing our song, that they speak for us, while the bands of the past were just literature. On their cleverly titled album, Stupid, Stupid, Stupid, Black Grape seduces us with a smile, skipping out in front of their stodgity still-lounging-beneath-the-shade-of-the-Beatles-Tr ee British counterparts...
...guessed, there is nothing dim or self-conscious about Stupid, Stupid, Stupid. It's the second album from Black Grape, resurrected pop-maverick Shaun Ryder's comeback band. Rapper Paul "Kermit" Leveridge counterpoints Ryder's slow whines with sarcastic ribbets and deep-throated chants. These two are the front men for a liberating eclecticism that trickles down to every arrangement on the album...
Gleefully banging around on sitars, harmonicas, horns, Hammond B-3's and flutes, other band members Carl "Psycho" McCarthy, Danny Saber, Paul "Wags" Wagstaff, Ged Lynch and Martin Slattery reduce their basic guitar, drum and bass sounds into nothing more than a wooden easel on which to paint. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid opens its arms wide and embraces the world with a sarcastic life, claiming copyright by lyrical fiat...