If this band went back to its roots it would be 2004 when indie music was invented by the Killers and the Bravery. Essentially this is uninspired glam-indie with synths and clangy guitars and a singer with Robert Smith’s voice (after it broke). I hate this kind of music. It’s filled with the kind of highly polished production and studied passion which leave me strangely cold. If this is passion I have a bit of a headache and need an early night. I don’t understand why anyone would want to make music like this. I’d prefer to be an accountant myself. But there I go being excessively judgemental again. I mean, none of them are war criminals.
Key Track: ‘Promises’