Skunk Anansie Offers a no-holds-barred rock revival

When Skunk Anansie first exploded onto the scene in 1994, grunge was paramount. The world felt different. Now, decades later, they’re back with The Painful Truth and it’s grittier than albums from bands with half their experience. After years away, they’ve returned with something that feels both familiar and completely new. 

“An Artist Is An Artist” grabs listeners instantly, Skin’s voice slicing through a relentless rhythm. The lyrics command the same attention as its pounding beat. By the song’s end, it’s obvious this isn’t just music – it’s a statement and The Painful Truth is just getting started.

 “This Is Not Your Life” delves into quieter territory but don’t mistake quiet for weak. There’s something almost meditative about it. Pensive, electronic elements weave through melodies that have a foothold long after the track ends.

“Shame” might be the most impactful track on the album. It starts slow and dreamlike, building into something akin to Prince’s “Purple Rain.” It’s melancholy that digs deep beneath the surface and stays there.

The mood shifts completely with “Cheers.” It’s a tighter, more immediate offering; the lyrics bite without losing their purpose.

“Animal” does exactly what its title suggests. It stalks its prey, ready to pounce. The beat moves deliberately, almost predatorily and Skin’s vocals bask in controlled aggression that begs the listener to scratch beneath the surface for hidden truths. 

As The Painful Truth ebbs and flows, “Fell in Love With a Girl” weaves its psychedelic web. Its layered vocals create this hypnotic effect that feels slightly unhinged in the best possible way.

In keeping with the effortless flow of beautiful aggression, “My Greatest Moment” closes things out with epic synth work. It builds into something genuinely moving, Skin’s voice carrying these lyrics with powerful conviction, even if their meaning is private. That’s the telltale sign of a purposeful song: universality.

The Painful Truth reads like someone’s personal diary with its achingly necessary tracks. In essence, Skunk Anansie has returned with something urgent to say and they’re saying it with unabashed confidence.