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Love that Giorgio interview. But the music has been pretty underwhelming thus far.
The name Bankrupt! and this cover are totally dissonant tonally.
This song just sounds hokey. The synth is goofy. The falsetto isn’t that strong and seems fall too low in the mix. Pretty meh. Not too sold on it. Sounds like a Phrazes for the Young b-side (forgot how fucking cool that album was).
This is by far one of the better, if not the best list, I’ve seen thus far.
Fascinating stuff guys, was wondering about this myself ever since I heard “Home” in the Trouble With the Curve” trailer.
Remember hearing a lot of these jams at Coachella 2011 and just thinking how fucking cool they would sound recorded and produced. It is safe to say, they are well beyond my expectations.
The song is a grower. Hated it at first, but now I’m digging it a little. The album art is pretty lame though. Really lame, actually.
I actually rather enjoy the album art.
I actually like the name, but it gives off a totally different connotation, which I think will hurt them. When they were testing new material out last summer, I rather enjoyed the stuff I heard. Still had that classic 60s pop sound with some added R&B flavor. This mixtape is iffy though.
Awesome to see Bloc Party back! Weird to see Franz Ferdinand’s name so small.
This song is great. Come on guys, has some ‘Consolers of the Loney’ style to it. Loving this.
One of my favorite Radiohead songs in awhile. Reminds me of Amnesiac or Hail To the Thief era.
Humbug, no love for ‘Amor Fati’. That was my 2K11 jam hands down.
The lack of Panda Bear on lists so far is kinda surprising.
A much tighter and stronger record than Brothers.
What you have heard is true. The crowd did get a little rowdy. I was actually pushed around in the photo pit a little, but security did get a little too over-bearing.
After the first time, the band had to stop midway through the awesome “Get Myself Into It,” though they came charging back, starting the song right and the break, killing the rest of the song. But after the three or four more times security acted the band’s energy seemed highly affected by the unfortunately. It was obvious Luke Jenner felt highly uncomfortable and the closing songs, especially “Olio” and the what-should-have-been-explosive encore of “How Deep Is Your Love?” and “Sail Away” seemed to lack any drive or enthusiasm.
That being said, the show had moments that equalized the lack of energy in some numbers. Classic Rapture cuts “Killing” and legendary “House of Jealous Lovers” were even more explosive than on record. This was a pleasant surprise for myself, a much bigger fan of Pieces Of The People We Love than Echoes. But those performances have given the record a whole new life.
What was the most surreal part of the show though was seeing The Rapture in such a small venue though. The band who essentially sparked the post-punk revival that has evolved into a retro revival that continues to evolve into new genres and sub-genres everyday. But at heart, The Rapture is still just a little dance-punk band. And the Glass House, a small punk club in a downtown that has seen better days was the perfect place for them to play on their triumphant return tour.
I wasn’t one to call Justice a couple of Daft Punk ripoffs back in ’07 and I still will not demote them to that, but notice this:
1997 – Homework -> FOUR YEARS LATER -> 2001 – Discovery
2007 – Cross -> FOUR YEARS LATER -> 2011 – Audio, Video, Disco
Same exact release patterns. Both four years apart. Justice exactly ten years after each DP album.
Well, this is disappointing. This and ETiaW are pretty lackluster singles. Though, Viva La Vida was a huge success, I feel the album was way under-appreciated. Mylo Xyloto is not looking like a fantatsic follow-up though.
This song is fantastic. Seriously. Say what you will about the person singing it. But honestly, its ridiculous how catchy and beautiful this is.
T-Pain’s opening in “How To Hate” may be one of the worst things ever recorded. But as a whole, this is just an album of high peaks and deep valleys.
The Julian Lynch record, aside from a couple great tunes, is such a bore.