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Showing posts with label The Rakes. Show all posts
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Monday, September 06, 2010

The Moons - Life on Earth

Though The Moons are hardly made up of the glitterati of British music, they have a couple of names of moderate note. As well as featuring Chris Ketley from the now defunct The Rakes, they are fronted by Andy Crofts, the keyboardist for Paul Weller. Indeed, the Modfather himself allowed The Moons to record Life On Earth in his studio. Unsurprisingly then, there is no shortage of reminiscence here, as the album sticks pretty rigidly to a 1960’s revival agenda of classic British pop-rock sounds.

After mod-rock opener Don’t Go Changin’ has clearly signposted where we’re heading, Chinese Whispers creates the kind of backwards-looking anthem that would be unbearable in its derivativeness were it not such sing-along fun. Imagine The Fratellis covering The Bees and you’ll get the idea. Life On Earth’s lyrics often seem to have been pulled straight from the Oasis Big Book Of Hackneyed Lines & Obvious Rhymes, but it kinda works because the songs are harking back to an innocent pop age.

The problem with Life On Earth is that, by the end of the album, the lack of diversity is such that the fun of the opening few tracks has rather started to lag. Sure, there are two or three pop gems here, but one wonders if there is enough about The Moons to warrant prolonged interest. After all, this kind of thing has been done to death, resurrected and then done again. Does the world really need another Ocean Colour Scene? I think we all know the answer to that.

Sunday, May 03, 2009

The Rakes - Klang


THE RAKES
Klang


It seems to be the latest thing for bands to snub familiarity in favour of something a little more diverse. Following Franz Ferdinand recording in a crumbling Victorian town hall and Youth Group holing up in a mess hall, The Rakes decided to make their third album in a fresh environment, and so relocated to an industrial area in the old Communist part of Berlin. The Londoners lived and recorded at a Bauhaus-designed, Soviet radio station that had been converted into a studio.

Filled with songs that barely break the three-minute mark, the resulting album is raw, snappy and to the point at about half-an-hour but, aside from feeling a little meatier in its sound, this is pretty much the same Rakes that we have heard in their previous two offerings. You’re In It opens Klang with a surge of energy, its angular pop coming across like Franz Ferdinand before they went disco, then That’s The Reason offers the first catchy chorus. Alan Donohoe’s conversational, almost reluctant delivery is delicious, especially when it slips into 1980s David Bowie mode.

Of course, this being The Rakes, the subject matter deals pretty much exclusively with the trials of modern urban living for Generation Y. With song-titles like The Loneliness Of The Outdoor Smoker and The Light From Your Mac, it’s all oh-so-21st Century at times, but it is observed with dollops of wit and wisdom. Klang might just be The Rakes’ best album to date and, as always, is a pretty honest and truthful representation of ordinary day-to-day life.