Silent Alarm? I wish it really was silent, then I wouldn't have to listen to the sound of a bunch of indie 20-somethings trying to act as intellectual as Radiohead everytime I turned Q on. If I'm speaking the truth, I really do not like / did not like Bloc Party first time around: Here We Are is a fine enough track in its own right, in fact I really quite liked it. Like many indie outcasts, the music's intention was to sound wise and progressive, but that got eaten up by the song's own forced complexity.
This new offering, yes, does still sound a typical Bloc Party on one of their typical gloomy days. Yet it sounds fresh. On this track alone, they more of less sound like they know what they're doing - although the wails of monks during the verse prove that they still believe they can pull it all off, the arrogant w*nks. The good points are many. The drums here are excellent, and along with Kele Okereke's stamping out of inarticulate vocals, it makes the verse convincly tribal. The stadium-circling synths of the magnificient chorus are where it's really at though: orbiting in and out of major and minor keys like confused planets, and yet they work. Carrying the vocal melody straight though, I can imagine huge crowds of people holding glowsticks aloft. Awww.
The music on show with this first track from A Weekend In The City, the new album, is infuriatingly clever. But this time the results are too good for even me to argue against their self-built sophistication.
I hated Banquet. The riff, although quite a clever piece of writing, annoyed the hell out of me. Sorry, just wanted to get that out of the way.
Overall - 8.5/10
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