One thing we can learn from history is that artists have ten years under the sun. Post that, it is never satisfactory. Only a few artists are able to break the ten year curse, but then, not many really survive the transition. We will never know how The Beatles or Nirvana would have sounded if they had lasted for more than ten years. Who knows Kurt would have been the Kid Rock of our generation.
Pixies seems to confront this very fact with their recent album. Of course, if you are “the favourite band of your favourite band”, the expectations are high. The band, despite not being stadium sellers, influenced a good chunk of stadium selling rock bands. Hell, you will probably remember that one song about fishing that is commonly used in psychological thrillers.
People swear upon the greatness of Pixies, atleast their 90s work. And I am no exception. Their old work are some of the best from the Alternative boom and the 90s. Today, the Pixies have five masterpieces and five albums that people don’t seem to care about.
The fifth one, The Night The Zombies Came is a reminder of this fact. Pixies have been safe, and that’s offensive. The first track might take you memory lane but after that, most of the tracks feel like what you would expect from a AltRock charting band from the 2010s. And this is Pixies. This is like comparing modern Man United to the Ferguson era. It feels disappointing.
But a part of me feels that the digital era hasn’t been kind to the Pixies. I can imagine how a song like Chicken from the record would sound, if recorded in the 90s. Well, we will remember you Pixies
Final Verdict: Pass