Brody Dalle has taken her time releasing her debut solo album, which isn't surprising considering she's gone through half a dozen rock bands, a crystal-meth addiction, childhood sexual abuse, motherhood and an acrimonious rock'n'roll marriage break-up. On Diploid Love she seems to holding back that restive mix of life circumstances with one hand, while raising a middle finger in unremitting defiance with the other. She's dealt with some of those issues on records before, but unlike her output in the Distillers, Diploid Love is a cleaner listen that has more in common with her husband Josh Homme's band, Queens of the Stone Age, than with her earlier grunge influences. The album moves all over the place, with Dalle and producer Alain Johannes throwing curveballs such as bursts of trumpet alongside anthemic rock choruses (Rat Race), embracing stoner vibes with guitars cloaked in reverb (Dressed in Dreams) and teaming up with Shirley Manson for a grungy ode to her newborn son (Meet the Foetus, Oh the Joy). It's a riotous and brazenly euphoric form of rock'n'roll.
Brody Dalle: Diploid Love review – riotous, euphoric rock’n’roll
The former Distillers singer returns with her first solo album, and it's a grungey, defiant treat, writes Lanre Bakare