Brody Dalle: Diploid Love – album review

Brody Dalle – Diploid Love (Caroline / Universal)

CD / DL / LP

April 28, 2014

Despite an all-star cast, Brody Dalle’s solo debut album fails to ignite. Long-time fan Natalie Dzerins reviews for Louder Than War.

When Brody Dalle announced her first solo album in February, it should have come as a surprise to no one. Throughout her entire 20 year career she’s always been a frontwoman with a backing band – she was the only member of The Distillers to appear on all three albums, and her second major project, Spinnerette, was always designed for her to front a group of touring musicians.

After taking a few years off to expand her family with Josh Homme, she’s returned with the latest instalment of the Brody Dalle show. For her latest offering, Diploid Love, she’s assembled a veritable who’s-who with members of The Strokes, Queens of the Stone Age, The Foo Fighters and (most excitingly) Shirley Manson offering their skills.

For all the hype and celebrity appearances though, this isn’t a very good album.

Diploid Love opens, sort-of promisingly, with Rat Race, which sounds like Blondie at half-speed. It’s OK, but it’s very much only ‘OK’. It’s an attempt at an anthemic opener (sample lyrics: “I’m going to burn this city down/I’m going to burn this town to the ground”) except she sounds interminably bored and the whole track has an out-of-place synthesiser over it. Second track Underworld sounds a lot more like what you’d expect from Brody Dalle, with the levels of speed and intensity that she perfected in The Distillers and some heavy guitars. Indeed, it wouldn’t be totally out of place on Coral Fang (the press release for the album actually indicates it was originally written around this time). But then, about halfway through, there’s a weird synthesised trumpet instrumental and by the end of the song it somehow ends up sounding like a clockwork mariachi band snuck into the studio while she was recording and no one noticed.

The next four songs (half of the album) all sound exactly the same. A bit like Garbage, a bit like Hole, except with none of the intensity. They’re all slow guitar chords over electronic drums with a bit of synth and Dalle singing monotonously with a slight vocal effect over it all. Her monotone singing voice was great when juxtaposed with screaming but when it’s not contrasted with anything it gets very boring, very quickly.

Track seven (I Don’t Need Your Love) breaks the streak of mid-90s indie with a breathy piano/violin number where Dalle actually sings. It sounds weirdly like a Sinead O’Connor track. It’s not terrible, but it’s so blandly inoffensive that it’s actually offensive. It also has a really odd break in the middle with the recording of a baby’s laughter being played. Well, either that or my laptop is haunted again.

The last two tracks return to form, being another two entirely forgettable sort-of rock numbers. Around a minute and a half from the end of the album there’s actually some good guitars and solid drumming which sounds like it might be going somewhere, but then the album just… ends.

All in all, this is really disappointing. For a press release that advertised two semi-famous drummers contributing to the lineup (Darren Weiss – Papa and Hayden Scott – AWOLNATION) only two of the tracks have actual drum recordings, with the rest relying on electric drums. If you’re an unknown solo artist laying down some tracks in your bedroom, this is acceptable. If you’re a world famous rockstar who’s married to another world famous rock star and had a year to record an album in your personal studio, it’s absolutely not. I really don’t want to hate on Brody, I’ve been a massive fan of her for over half my life, but this isn’t just me not liking the route her maturation as a musician has taken, it’s an actively bad album.

I think part of the problem (and I say this with a heavy heart) is that her music seems to be very much influenced by the men in her life. When she was married to Tim Armstrong, this was OK, but she’s now married to the singer of a band who sound like they belong in a Top Gear compilation. I’ve found myself almost hoping that she needs to pay off a big tax bill or something and is just phoning it in, because the alternative is that her painstakingly-crafted return to the music scene wasn’t worth the electricity used making it.

So, if anyone wants me, I’ll be in my bunk listening to Sing Sing Death House and pretending that the last 42 minutes never happened.



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All words by Natalie Dzerins. Find her Louder Than War archive here.

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  1. Well that’s a shame. I’ll give it a listen anyway bit thanks for an honest review.

  2. This is the most ridiculous review, the album is really awesome

  3. Interesting review. While I don’t agree it’s a snoozefest, it’s interesting to read that Underworld was written Coral Fang era. If that had of been included that record it could have really finished it off perfectly. The latter tracks on that album I always felt like they were just added on at the end of the recording session.

    Also I agree with the drums, I wish she’d employed a proper drummer on nearly all of the tracks and in particular, meet the foetus just feels like someone banging a tin pan off your head repeatedly. I understand she played 90% of the instruments on the record, but if she’s given up a little creative control I think it overall could have been polished up to a slightly higher standard. But it’s her choice at the end of the day.

    Don’t Mess With Me, Meet the Foetus and Parties for Prostitutes are stand out for me. Particularly the latter, the little melody at the end just kills me.

  4. I think this is a decent comeback, after: rehab, 2 babies and a marriage. She still has the energy and voice to deliver, just watch her live performances, I just wish we could expect a sophomore album sooner than expected. 9 tracks after so long, comes short to me.

  5. I agree that this album is a snooze (and I LOVE the Distillers albums and kinda liked the Spinnerette album) but must take umbrage with the QOTSA Top Gear comment! :P Every QOTSA album has been so much more inspired than this album (sorry Brody, if you happen to stumble on this which I doubt you will). Please listen again to QOTSA albums in full, they are awesome and you are missing out if you get the sense they’d be on a Top Gear album…I shudder to think what that would even sound like… please for your own sake, listen again.

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