Album Review: Aghori Mhori Mei by The Smashing Pumpkins

Back to their destined territory of almost being a great band. Hail Mary. Cards on the table: I'm sceptical that the Smashing Pumpkins have released a single good record since Siamese Dream, and consider Billy Corgan a delusional cornball whose conceptual excretions have long since eschewed artistic or commercial relevance and deserve commentary only as a warning to their would-be audience. He's in the realm of Rivers Cuomo, Kanye West and Sleep Token for musicians to be taken in exclusively bad faith, whose output has hit such repeated and devastating lows that I no longer care whether it gets a redemption arc -- and so it is for the Pumpkins.

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It’s been an interesting few years in The Pumpkins’ camp. After spending a decade in a wilderness of half-released projects, lineup changes, and indifference, the return of founding members Jimmy Chamberlin and James Iha in 2018 has significantly righted the ship. The following years have seen the band rightly ascend to the status of respected elder statesmen, fans both new and old filling stadiums worldwide to catch one of the past three decades’ most singular acts.

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