Arctic Reviews

Extremely Sorry..is the soundtrack to a film of - by probable contrast to it's audience - grown men using inanimate objects as their performance canvas. If the trailers are to be believed, a collage of sick moves and half pipe virtuosity will have us just itching to visit our local skate park and spend the next three hours on our ass whilst being mocked incessantly by Lilliputian truants.

Sountracks nearly always fail to deliver, but initial fears of some monotone NOFX/Anti-Flag frat-party were wide of the mark; the opener is an acapella reading of some boneheaded poetry, whilst the cleverly disguised "Drum Solo" by Slayer's Dave Lombardo is....well, you've guessed it. Just to prove however that Flip were taking the idea of collaborators at least semi-seriously, sandwiched between is a remarkable cover version of Stand By Me, courtesy of Sir Lemmy of Kilmeister, in which his drugs n' booze ravaged voice is put to a stern melodic test, of which it fails gloriously. Lem does however get away with it, partly because his excellent biography White Line Fever catalogues levels of rock and roll debauchery that would have ALL of Kings of Leon huddled together and whimpering in a lake of their own piss, but mostly because Ben E. King's version is so ridiculously ubiquitous now that his sacreligious attempt should mess with a few heads appropriately.

After that, things look further up, starting with the unexpected sophistication provided by the graceful flamenco of Scream My Name, then continued by - fittingly for a soundtrack - the Bond-esque tones of Ignition. If there's any atmosphere being generated it's wafer thin, but Black Mountain's The End of The Beginning does a pretty good job of pointing to the better moments of Fat of The Land, whilst Early Man's contribution The Process of Extinction sounds like late period Sabbath. Big props to producer Baron for saving the best until last though; Snoop Dog's been phoning in his performances for years now, but rhyming with fellow vet Warren G on the closer Swagger Rich, the two of them corner the same in-yer-grill territory as N.E.R.D's Lapdance. It won't win any Oscars, but Extremely Sorry shouldn't feel like it needs to apologise.