The Thrills
So Much For The City

THE REVIEW

NO FUTURE

Beach Boys, Neil Young, The Band, Beck, and Mercury Rev. Blend it all together: here you have The Thrills with their So Much For The City.
It seems that today having "The" before the name is a guarantee of quality. Let me give you my theory: we are in '77, when rock was invaded by the tedious twaddle of progressive and glam heavy-metal. Thus punk was born (thanks to that sub-genius Malcolm McLaren) wielded to shatter the stellar trip of Yes & Zeppelin. "No future," here's the motto of punk of that time.

Now today's record labels are doing a similar operation thinking that the time has come to shatter the elegiac and new-progressive sound of Radiohead and Coldplay (these, woe to those who touch them!), as well as the flashy and heavy metal sound of Korn and the like. Result? Here we are served with the invasion of all these "The."

Hooray, Rock'n'Roll is not dead, and it will save us! However, we, passionate ones mindful of our wallets and ears, have discovered the hoaxes already for some time, even more so during this year that is seeing the launch of second albums from all these "The."

These young, beardless Irish "The" Thrills, so praised by the critics (by the New Musical Express with annoying promotion) for their fresh sound between classic rock and British sensitivity, are certainly good and pleasant, but nothing more. So Much For The City is an album that explores the old Seventies sounds with expert and calculated instrumental mastery.
Thanks also to the push from Morrissey (of The Smiths, also one of the "The," yes, but from another era and of a different level) who wanted them with him at the Royal Albert Hall in this spring's concert, the five Irish are destined for a bright "no future."
Decent album, but I advise you to save your hard-earned money, and dust off old '70s vinyl, more genuine, more original, more sincere…