The Prime Ministers provide a constant reminder that keeping an open heart isn’t necessarily a bad idea. Hearing just one of those pleading harmonies, weighty drum sequences or claustrophobic riffs will make you forgive all wrongdoings, rest your gaze on a spot just past the bullshit in your own life and realize what¹s important — whatever in the hell that might be. Songs are refined, clean, clever and to the point. Longtime friends (two of which are brothers), the trio projects a closeness and familiarity within its tight, powerfully pop compositions and an earnest sincerity in live performance.
This article appears in Apr 25 – May 1, 2001.