More dark, danceable shadows from hipster-adored New York rockers
OK, let’s admit from the start that Our Love To Admire goes in no bold new direction for the latter-day mope-rock mavens.
Falling somewhere between the full-on gloom of their debut and the peppier follow-up, Antics
, this new disc may not be their Sgt. Pepper
, but it’s still filled with morbidly catchy treats. There are moments of true inspiration, like the jaunty tale of lover’s wisdom “No I in Threesome” and the psych-harmony-laden “Mammoth.” At the same time, some might argue that the double-thump of “The Heinrich Maneuver” and the repetitive arpeggios of “All fired Up” sound a little too familiar to the knowing ear. But why quibble? It’s a solid disc that finds the band making steady ground in its flight from the shadow of Joy Division and the Velvet Underground. Godspeed, we say.