Keane - Crystal Ball
To date Under the Iron Sea has gone onto sell just over 600,000 copies, no doubt providing the soundtrack for many a back garden bar-b-q, blasting out through open patio doors from the lounge CD and DAB mini hi-fi combo. Singles for albums like this are adverts in the truest sense, a reminder for those who haven’t bought the record yet that yes, you bought Hopes and Fears, why not get this one as well! Quick, before the Scissor Sisters comes out! They have chosen far and away the most “Keane” song of them all, a rolling, piano driven track with lots of yelping high notes and a tip-top soaring chorus.
And pretty awful words, that have little meaning and just sound dumb, Chaplin honking on about crystal balls and mirrors on the wall – nothing that actually hangs together or presents any sort of cohesive theme. Basically, what we have here is the quintessential Keane track that you could lock up and keep in a dictionary: crisp production, an adequate tune, a chorus to melt the hardest heart and some really naff lyrics. Crystal Ball is full of nice melodies to brown the sausages to but sadly lacking in any real emotional depth.