Applying the dance angle and being indie are probably mutually exclusive in these days of the return to indie rock ("We never had a dance element in our music" is the new mantra) but you've got to admire Curve's bloody-mindedness. Toni Halliday and Dean Garcia have surrendered to the heady groove on their third outing, while retaining some deranged guitar-consciousness. The savagely sensual 'Clipped', the wistful and insistent 'Die Like a Dog', the accusatory 'Galaxy', and the weirder-than-thou 'Cherry' show they haven't been resting on their laurels, are still gripped by the need to explore, even if the end-result is less 'instant' than 'Frozen'.
review by Dele Fadele (nicked from 'Melody Maker', dated 11 November 1991)
Applying the dance angle and being indie are probably mutually exclusive in these days of the return to indie rock ("We never had a dance element in our music" is the new mantra) but you've got to admire Curve's bloody-mindedness. Toni Halliday and Dean Garcia have surrendered to the heady groove on their third outing, while retaining some deranged guitar-consciousness. The savagely sensual 'Clipped', the wistful and insistent 'Die Like a Dog', the accusatory 'Galaxy', and the weirder-than-thou 'Cherry' show they haven't been resting on their laurels, are still gripped by the need to explore, even if the end-result is less 'instant' than 'Frozen'.