The album everyone was waiting for felt much better waiting for than actually hearing. Granted, the deck was stacked against FF their self-titled debut was damn undeniable; every song couldve been a single. With this, each song sounds more like a conscious effort to sound like Franz Ferdinand than a band that actually flowered through a more natural creative process. And seriously, enough of the Diddley beat already you aint Bo, and they aint gonna name the beat after you. And if you sing Do you wanna? in a song, dont call it Do You Want To? More often than not, theres a feeling that You Could is the bands conscious reaction to its media darling status.
Words in song titles Evil, Villain and Heathen are really efforts to persuade listeners that they arent soft, that theyre not merely fanciful good-boy metrosexuals that even your grandma could love.
No tune here tops any on their debut. That said, it still has some solid, if light-hearted, pop moments. We could have it so much worse.
Ben Blackwell writes about music for Metro Times . Send comments to email@example.com.