One-Eyed Doll “Dirty”
When trying to describe a band such as One-Eyed Doll you end up either making your summary of them sound too much like either Kittie or a goth band and in many ways and One-Eyed Doll is neither of these.
“Dirty” opens with a song called “Plumes of Death” in which lead singer Kimberly Freeman spouts out words like a rapid fire machine gun, or System of a Down if you prefer a musical reference. This is not to say that Junior, the drummer, doesn’t do his fair share of banging the drums in a manner fit for an army of anyone other than mere mortals.
It’s been no secret that I am a fan of One-Eyed Doll. In fact, anyone with two good ears and taste in music would be a fan of One-Eyed Doll, regardless of what genre of music you typically find yourself associated with. Even though their style is not as diverse as being “for everybody”, because they don’t really do pop or dubstep for example (Or reggae, sorry mon), I still believe they have that sort of universal appeal that certain bands have that just defy genre. To give you an example- though they sound nothing like each other- I definitely believe that the band Sublime (The original, not that new “with Rome” shit) transcends all sorts of genres and labels. Sublime was far from being pop, yet here they are, songs on the radio and drunk frat kids singing along to them who would’ve probably never even gone to Warped Tour back when it was about music and not fashion.
I will tell you, though, as a fan of One-Eyed Doll, the one thing I feel is missing from this album is the sort of tongue-in-cheek lyrics that I found a lot on “Monster”. Okay, maybe to be completely fair and honest it’s not that I miss them because that was on that prior album and I don’t want to just stumble through an album of “more of the same”. Maybe I’m just sad because there is no Kimberley giggle-squeal like on “Monster”. I feel like that should be on every album somewhere at least once. Sorry, that was more of a personal thing than anything to do with the album, so let’s move on.
There is really a song on here called “Fool Me Once”, which is most rocking, and I’m just waiting for some music journalist to get the “clever” idea to make some sort of comparison with it to George W. Bush stumbling through that quote awkwardly. Granted, if One-Eyed Doll wanted to be really tacky they could’ve thrown an audio clip of W saying that before or after the song, but c’mon, we run a classy show about murder and what not here.
The one factor that seems to play a large role in this album is just raw emotion. Not only can you see this in songs like “Fool Me Once”, but it also comes out in “Envy” (Which is one of the seven deadly sins that I feel isn’t sung about often enough) and “Liar”, which no, is not a cover song by that fake Henry Rollins.
I’m also particularly fond of the song “Menstrual Case” and the specific line: “I am ugly, someone told me once, what an honest thing to say”, which evokes the whole idea of honesty but also has that underlying similarity to Nirvana’s “In Bloom” line about being ugly.
“Weed” is not a song about what you’re thinking (“That dog looks like a bong!”), but it does sound like a part of some twisted carnival which, quite frankly, is something I’d like to witness first hand. Why doesn’t One-Eyed Doll shake up the musical world and go on a traveling carnival show? I’m sure we can find a bearded woman, really fat woman, guy who eats fire, etc. all on Match.com, so it has potential to work.
Not only do you need to be playing “Dirty” right now- and many more times after that- you need to be playing it at the highest possible volume because it is meant to be heard that way.
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