As with the first Raimi Spidey film, the music of choice is heavy-to-middling emo rock. Why so? Why not something more web-like and spindly and pretty with lacy filigree? Guess it must’ve market-tested well first time round or we wouldn’t again be subjected to plodding power-sludge from the likes (and boy are they ever alike) of Hoobastank, Maroon 5, Lostprophets and Jet, the last of whom so desperately want to be The Faces that it can only be days before they pen a lyric that goes: “You’re breaking my heart ‘cos you’re stealing my tart”. But such taste, poise, class and grace is beyond them, and the album in general.
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