After all the reviews
I have read, the following is about the closest I feel. I would love
to do my own but like all things on this site, I don't have time anymore.
I just want to add that
I prefer BH & R to this Album. I have always said Muse move forward
each album but unfortunately, as good as this is and they have moved
on, I can't rate it higher.
best song on The Resistance must be Unnatural Selection. Uprising and,
I must admit, United States of Eurasia are exceedingly good tracks,
as is MK Ultra and the Symphony.
This is MK Ultra.
And, finally, here is the review I have
know exactly how guilty a pleasure they can be. Chris Jones 2009-09-11
Less earnest and self-regarding
than Radiohead and less free trade-hippie than Coldplay, Muse know exactly
how guilty a pleasure they can be. Stuffing their albums with sing-along
pomp and circumstance, their days as sub-prog pariahs have long since
passed. Comparing The Resistance with its 2006 predecessor, Black Holes
and Revelations, is never going to be easy. The latter was an audacious
leap into the hallowed area where cosmic meets commercial in a way not
seen since Dark Side of the Moon. There is a distinct development here,
but a self-produced heaping on of classical motifs and Queen-style histrionics
isn't necessarily the one we were hoping for. It's not that they're
taking themselves too seriously, more that you're never sure if the
listener is supposed to.
It all starts splendidly
with Uprising. While owing the late Delia Derbyshire some royalties
with its Dr Who theme glitter stomp, it shows that Muse know how to
whip up proper chart action. Pop sensibilities create a certain tension
throughout, although by the closing three-part 'symphony', Exogenesis,
they've jettisoned such relative restraint for string-drenched overkill,
albeit laced with incomprehensible semi-sci-fi shenanigans. Still, this
final folly/masterstroke works well because, despite its grand designs,
it has a touch of ELO magic about it.
And speaking of grand
designs, The Resistance retains Bellamy's preposterous adherence to
conspiracy theories - it's maybe this that stops it being a solid gold
classic. The mismatch between a rapidly maturing musical vision and
chunks of John Perkins's Confessions of an Economic Hitman puts Muse
firmly back in the X File marked 'life's not fair and someone's to blame'.
Having said that, quoting Chopin or Saint-SaŽns verbatim isn't necessarily
maturation either, but time and again Muse remind you of how good they
are at making your pulse race. MK Ultra is a coruscating live favourite-in-waiting,
while I Belong to You has enough 70s piano-driven bounce to make you
forget all the grim paranoia lying beneath the surface. At times Bellamy
can sound like a rock equivalent of Mulder as he wails "I want the truth!"
on the rabble-rousing Unnatural Selection. Someone should tell him that
the truth lies in his band's very capable hands. Muse remain a national
treasure, but not one that Nicolas Cage is likely to find.