Yang Yang is not a very nice man. The title character to a 1972 Yoko Ono song “sends his men pebbles and stones” and “rips his women down to the bones.” What does this mean? Nothing good. As with much of Ono’s work, it is vagueness in the service of “art.” Still, even if you can’t define the lines, you can’t question the sinister chill.
Anika nails this threatening ambiance on her pulsing cover. The Berlin-and-London-based singer builds an electronic throb to warble over. It could be the soundtrack to an artsy slasher film—the part where the killer slowly approaches the girl in a dead-end hallway. No need to hurry. What’s coming is coming and there’s nothing she can do about it. Continue reading »