Disjointed, hyperactive, experimental, whatever. Angles is the album to beat this year.
It’s The Strokes trying on a load of outfits to see what fits and personally, I think a lot of them fit well.
It’s a sultry exhibition, one that spotlights the band’s strengths, yet also its weaknesses.
It’s odd that a group that’s pretty much better than anyone else at being too cool for school sometimes seems to be trying too hard on Angles.
Not a roaring comeback as much as a glorified spit-balling session.
The Strokes aren’t simply a great let-down, but the best-band-that-should-have-broken-up-long-ago.
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