This thread certainly moves on a pace at times and with more variety than the endless circles of the 115 and APT threads. I've often only just mentally formed a response to one area of discussion before we've moved on again without me quite finding the time to get things down. I really should make notes as I go along.
It would take me too long to go back through to accurately quote posts so I'll have to rely on what I might (mis)remember.
First on this particular album that I thought worthy of a response was
@threespires comments about becoming your dad when listening to music. We can probably all relate to that at times, for me it's when my eldest is playing Kanye West at ear assaulting volumes, or some other rapper, they are all the same aren't they? He takes an interest into what this week's album for review is and frequently exhorts me to put Kanye up for review. I probably won't but he'll be delighted if somebody does I'm sure.
We do find common ground more often though and he gave a thumbs up to the Strokes although there are apparently better albums of theirs. On the getting like your dad stuff it was a fleeting thought that at 61 listening to some unheard indie might take me out of my comfort zone. Without the emotional resonance and memories of music that has been with me for years, the Smiths in a big way but so many from the 70s onwards what would listening to this for the first time be like.
I shouldn't have worried. Although I've never knowingly listened to the Strokes some tracks were familiar and the tone and sound were reassuringly comfortable. I think part of the trick to enjoying any genre of music is not to rely on it too much. Sop, a bit of indie, a bit of prog, a bit of classical, etc. This morning it's been Van Morrison since I got up for no real reason in particular.
Incidentally, talking about becoming like your father, musically at least that shouldn't worry me. My dad was an old hippy who was into the likes of Pink Floyd, King Crimson etc but would give anything a fair hearing. He died in the late 80s so wouldn't have heard the Strokes but I feel pretty sure he would have approved.
There was some discussion about the mastery of instruments, or some such unnecessary expectation. As someone who never got beyond the major chords when trying to teach myself guitar I'm appreciative of anybody who can get a tune out of anything. I don't consider myself knowledgeable enough to be able to listen to something and comment on the proficiency of the players. I guess it's reasonable to assume that classically trained progressive rock guitarists are more technically proficient than your average three chord wonders. But really, so what? What matters to me is what sort of a sound can the combined talents, or otherwise of the members produce.
And anyway, the Strokes do 16ths, whatever the fuck they may be. And they are what hook you, whether you know it or not. Possibly.
So, to the album. The opener is a bit meh, not bad so not quite Les Dawson deliberately playing the wrong notes before showing us he actually can play piano but a bit pedestrian compared to what is to come. From then on I don't think there is a bad track and some of them are very good indeed. Yes, the vocals are a bit lost in the mix and the lyrics don't mean too much but most it not all of the songs have got an energy and a hook that makes them an easy and refreshing listen.
This is ideal driving music or doing the cooking music or just passing the time music. None of the songs outlast their welcome and if I had a complaint it's that there aren't quite enough of them and at 36 minutes the album is just a bit too short. That's quibbling though.
For the second week running we've got an album and a band that I'll nee listening to more in the future. And another 8.