Spoon - They Want My Soul
How hard have young bands tried to resurrect the halcyon days of British indie over the last few years? Very hard, some might say. There have been varying degrees of success (:waves: Peace; :-( Swim Deep), but who’d have thought that it’d take an American band some 20 years into their career and on their eighth album to make something that reminds one so terrifically of those hazy days of 1989/1990, yet still sounding relevant and fresh? Well, step forward Spoon - it's a podium finish for you guys!
After finally making a breakthrough with 2010’s Transference, the Austin rockers push on with They Want My Soul, a transfixing whirl of jolting guitar riffs, grainy impassioned vocals, with added keyboard licks this time round. Construction of the tracks is simply done with the basic, but effectively metronomic, rhythm section being supplemented by unfussy guitar riffs - sometimes angular (the title track), sometimes shimmering (‘Outlier’). And with a slightly dreamy feel, the slacked jawed ‘Rent I Pay’ and elegant ‘Inside Out’ lead an album rich in layers. The r’n’b tinted rock of ‘Rainy Taxi’; the smooth ‘Do You’; the ivory tinkling ‘I Just Don’t Understand’; the brooding acoustics of the frankly spellbinding ‘Knock Knock Knock’ - it’s all so misleadingly simple yet lush and layered. Frontman Britt Daniel is on fine form on vocals, his delivery straining his voice to the edge at times, while the guitars use their understated economy as a potent weapon. With each song different from the last the whole thing is addictively more-ish and full of fascinating turns. A remarkable effort at a time when most bands are content to coast on reputation alone.