Vampire Weekend
Modern Vampires Of The City

THE REVIEW

Here I am to review, so to speak, the latest from Vampire Weekend, at the risk of triggering latent homophobia among the tough metalheads (or even better, the mythical idiots who snub because baby, it's all been written in the 70s) on this glorious site. Well, if I have to be honest, this was one of the 3 most anticipated releases of the year for me. Were my expectations met? Unfortunately no, for me.

When approaching a band and sound like this, one must take all the necessary considerations into account. By the third fateful attempt, it was necessary to see what these four kids were made of. And, a premise, one must do a fair amount of work to abstract from all the hype built around this band over the years.
The weight of attention is fully felt in this album and forced them to overextend themselves, because it was clear that they had here to show the world their cards, to be seen as artists of a certain level, capable of creating compositions as original as possible, characterized by maximum accessibility, to become part of the great names of pop, in short.
None of this happened, however, with a good dose of regret, in this work I found a band that has stopped daring (for what little it dared), barely recycling itself, inevitably trying to appeal to the masses (good, but not at the cost of losing its identity). Moreover, it's that VW has lost what distinguished them, the essence of their music: that of being a splash of stupid and innocent youth. And it's a shame since I loved the first two albums to death, and they represent, in my humble opinion, a rare case of musical freshness of the 21st century.
Here of the old VW remains only the trace in 3 songs: the whimsical "Ya hey", the irreverent "Finger back", and the ungainly downtempo ballad "Step". Everything else is more or less catchy little songs. Too little for a band that seemed destined for greatness.

VW found themselves trapped in a blurred limbo, they are no longer the explosion of childish and genuine silliness that I knew, nor have they proven themselves as purveyors of pop of a certain caliber. In my eyes, they have simply lost themselves in the fog of the thousands of mediocre bands that populate the earth. I'm not crying over it, but I wanted to dedicate a few lines to them. The first two are good albums for those who have never heard them.