The Scream

After building up an intense live reputation and a rabid fan base, Siouxsie and the Banshees almost had to debut with a stunner — which they did, “Hong Kong Garden” taking care of things on the singles front and The Scream on the full-length. Matched with a downright creepy cover and a fair enough early producing effort from Steve Lillywhite — well before he found gated drum sounds — it’s a fine balance of the early band’s talents. Siouxsie Sioux herself shows the distinct, commanding voice and lyrical meditations on fractured lives and situations that would win her well-deserved attention over the years. Compared to the unfocused general subject matter of most of the band’s peers, songs like “Jigsaw Feeling,” “Suburban Relapse,” and especially the barbed contempt of “Mirage” are perfect miniature portraits. John McKay’s metallic (but not metal) guitar parts, riffs that never quite resolve into conventional melodies, and the throbbing Steven Severin/Kenny Morris rhythm section distill the Velvet Underground’s early propulsion into a crisper punch with more than a hint of glam’s tribal rumble. The sheer variety on the album alone is impressive — “Overground” and its slow-rising build, carefully emphasizing space in between McKay’s notes as much as the notes themselves, the death-march Teutonic stomp of “Metal Postcard,” the sudden near-sunniness of the music (down to the handclaps!) toward the end of “Carcass.” The cover of “Helter Skelter” makes for an unexpected nod to the past — if it’s not as completely overdriven as the original, Siouxsie puts her own definite stamp on it and its sudden conclusion is a great moment of drama.