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Thursday, December 3, 2009

ALBUM OF THE YEAR

Kasabian - West Ryder Pauper Lunatic Asylum

For those of you who already disagree with the above title…. It’s my opinion and I don’t care! (Stomps feet)
How fitting it is for this album to be given such an accolade (by me) so soon after they surpassed all expectation with an electrifying performance at Dublin’s O2. For an album that truly cements them as modern greats, the band are refreshingly humble about such new acclaim. (Remember what happened to KOL…). I truly attempted to bite my tongue when given such a formal platform to review an album of this quality, but alas! I have no will power.
David Coverdale (of Whitesnake and Deep Purple Fame) was quoted recently in Classic Rock Magazine saying “It used to be bands would promote their album by going on tour, now it’s the other way around”. The successes of such a change in landscape is no better highlighted than in the anticipation one gets for seeing Kasabian live after listening to West Ryder’. Every Song has a dominant, comprehensive and larger-than-life suited aggression to them that only further forces you to imagine how ultimately overwhelming it would be to stand with tens of thousands all screaming “Get Loose, Get Loose”.

Quite Simply, the album of the year. 5/5

Album Review: The Vagabonds

Rarely has a debut EP such an immediate effect as to warrant a review, but every so often a band comes along that intend on building the foundations of their following through said medium and have the masses awaiting the debut album upon its eventual release.
With Bands like Iggy and The Stooges getting a much appreciated recent return to touring, it has opened the gates to the Punk of old getting a positive revival. The Vagabonds have seized this opportunity with their new self titled EP, boasting three tracks that would knock Jimmy Purseys socks off. All completely different and original, they still boast that old Punk essence. Track 1, “When James Met John” gives the entrĂ©e of the aforementioned flavour with similarities to The Ramones. But they really deliver on Track 2, “John Mellor” as they delve deeper underground to a sound not too distant from The Stooges themselves. This is all turned on its head with the final track, a mellow emotional “For Real”, which could have been recorded by a depressed, yet still on form, Flogging Molly.
For all its similarities it still has a new-comer element, which may be down to production, yet is still an element worth clutching to.
A strong debut, promising for a genre thought to be lost in nostalgia.

3/5