First Impressions: THE KILLERS
Back when I was a ruddy-cheeked young pup at the Washington Post, I deemed the Killers' debut, 2004's Hot Fuss, the best album of that year. That pick still holds up.
But unless things change drastically, Sam's Town, the Killers new album out Oct. 3, will not be making my best-of list. I'm sitting here at my CD-cluttered desk, giant headphones on, ignoring my podmates, and I'm just plain bored by the Killers' fresh offering.
Way back when, Brandon Flower's vaguely robotic New Wave fop routine worked best when he was trying (but not too hard) to quell sudden bursts of genuine emotion (see such Hot Fuss gems as All These Things That I've Done, Mr. Brightside). But here, the songs never crescendo, the attitude never lifts beyond vague disinterest. That's too bad. I had high hopes.
(FOOTNOTE: I just started listening to Track 11, Why Do I Keep Counting, which sounds like a delirious homage to Jeff Lynne and ELO. It's not a hit, but at least the guys are having a little fun.)
Sean Daly is the pop music critic for the St. Petersburg Times. His CD collection -- from Journey to Dylan, Prince to U2, Public Enemy to Stan Getz -- is much bigger and better than yours.
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Posted by: | April 21, 2008 at 09:29 AM
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Posted by: | June 06, 2008 at 08:11 AM