While Múm sometimes succumbs to the monotony that’s a predictable risk for chill electronic acts, in Smilewound the group has brought together a set of intricately-crafted folktronic songs that are always enjoyable, and occasionally even breathtaking.
The crowd at the Paradise Rock Club was awful, and whether Jake Bugg noticed this or not, it caused him to turn in a pretty mediocre performance.
If any more proof was needed that AM is a career highlight for Arctic Monkeys, the fact that the crowd Tuesday night met every new song with the same if not greater enthusiasm as the hits should provide it.
What is a problem, however, is that despite a fairly promising start, nothing at the beginning of MGMT can make up for the migraine inducing cacophony of pointless sound that is the album’s final half.
Lousy with Sylvianbriar proves that of Montreal is still fully capable of crafting catchy and rollicking rock songs when it wants to.
AM, the Sheffield band’s fifth album and their heaviest and danciest to date, isn’t for pre-gaming, or the start of the party. It’s for the wee hours, when the fog is thickest and you should really know better but just can’t help yourself.
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In Hesitation Marks, Nine Inch Nails’ Trent Reznor foregoes trendy flourishes. He might have delivered a set of competently-made, stripped-back industrial tunes. But the end result is monotony.
There’s still an opening for someone to come along and write the final, definitive word on Black Flag. In the meantime, Spray Paint the Walls is a more than worthy placeholder, and is highly recommended. It’s just not quite what it could have been.