The release of this album, with its intriguing name and provocative cover, has sparked very contrasting opinions: some, like the English critics, have called it almost the new masterpiece of the millennium, the Monkeys as those who will save rock'n'roll, while others have denigrated them as a purely commercial group with no value (the same thing more or less that already happened to the Strokes).
I really can't understand either of the two versions: this is an album, yes, absolutely enjoyable, but certainly not a masterpiece or anything similar, an album in truth, just above mediocre.
In short, it's a record to listen to when you don't want to dive into too demanding listens (better to have something to do while you listen to it) without it falling too much into the commercial.
The tracks? They are all quite similar, the only ones that stand out a bit from the others are the acoustic "Riot Van", "When The Sun Goes Down", and the long "A Certain Romance", the last two being the best of the album.
The rest is a rather catchy garage rock/punk, among which I highlight "The View From The Afternoon", "I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor", "Dancing Shoes".
There are also purely filler songs like "Red Light Indicates The Doors Are Secured" or that song with the name so long that I'm not going to write it here (couldn't they have shorter names?).
Overall, I've already said it all, I'll try to listen to their second album, bye!
These guys are not like all the others you’ve listened to while remaining 'almost' impassive.
Great drums, an insistent bass line, skewed and non-skewed guitars, and raspy voices chase each other in a work that is simple and fun but, at the same time, as surprising as a rock album should be.
Three-quarters of this record is crap.
Rock and roll is really something else.
The dazzling sparkle of 'I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor' woke me from my THC dreams.
I hope the Monkeys saga isn’t a one-off and that we proceed to a slow (but not too slow) screwing of the record companies.
"A great debut album that paves the way for a great career."
"It’s a homogeneous album that follows a certain order but manages to always be innovative in mixing instrumental roles and sometimes reversing them."
What the hell is this damned mix of guitars played shoddily with a voice that makes Britney Spears shudder?
Did I say rock ‘n’ roll is dead? I meant to say: music is dead.