Bread - The Sound of Bread
The Sound of Bread has to be the hardest parent core review to date. So utterly offensively inoffensive are Bread that the second the record finishes playing I have absolutely no recollection of what any of it sounds like. It could literally be a record of someone banging a french baguette against a brioche bun for all I know - i just simply cannot remember either way. Mind you some baguette on brioche action probably would be more memorable than this drivel. Is it my imagination or are there brioche buns everywhere at the moment - I can’t seem to move for restaurants serving them, friends chomping on them and Tesco Metros selling them by the packet….. yeah that says a lot about the quality of this record.
Formed in California in 1969, Bread seem to redefine soft rock to such an extent that they make the Eagles sound like Entombed. In fact having just written that sentence all I want to do now is listen to Earache Unplugged (a misleading title for a metal album upon which acoustic guitars are nowhere to be seen/heard) - a cracking Earache Records compilation featuring the likes of Entombed, Carcass and the brilliantly daft rock n’roll riffsters Cathedral. A daming indictment indeed since I’m hardly a bona fide metal fan these days.
God, I guess I’d better write something about the musical content of this album at some point then. The second side is slightly more bearable than the first, although your ears will probabaly feel bunged up with dough by the time you get there. The highlight is probably Everything I own - a tribue to lead singer David Gates’ late father - although it’s not a patch on the Ken Boothe reggaefied version from 1974 (a Lady Friend childhood favourite so it tends to get the occasional outing in the parent core household). It also appears to be one of the most covered songs of all time (totally unsubstantiated claim alert), with the likes of Rod Stewart, Boy George, N-Sync, Olivia Newton-John, Shirley Bassey and everyone’s favourite self-deluded hot girlfriend role-model Nicole Scherzinger from the Pussytwat Dolls all having a stab. I guess I’ll chuck it on the parent core play list then. Take it away PJ. Give us something more memorable than Bread have managed. Please!