Tuesday, March 16, 2004
Many thanks to the friend who lost no time leaping onto the hype bandwagon for Franz Ferdinand and nimbly ferreting out the hottest homoerotic song in a long time ("Michael"). The song expresses a man's inner desire to have sex with a guy he sees on the dance floor, and I get the impression this is one of those "Even I felt that" moments of cross-orientation attraction. (As when a hot woman walks by and the gay guy says to his gay friend, Wow! Even I felt that!) It's sung in a sexy voice that ranges from snarl to moan, whisper to yell, very masculine, very yummy.
Based on a couple spins, the s/t album is strong but highly reminiscent of other popular bands of the moment, some of which I love (Strokes, Interpol), some of which I like (Hot Hot Heat) and some of which I don't (Rapture). The horniest songs on the album are by far the best.
