![]() ![]() ![]() There are, emphatically, no singles: this album flies the flag for all album-kind in its cogent unity of time, place and ideas. Turner’s vocal performances and wide lapels, meanwhile, recalls fellow jaded Sheffield bard Jarvis Cocker – another great meditator on fame, the pressures of “two shows a day, four nights a week” and the human condition. All these plush, disorienting textures – drawn from 60s France and film noir soundtracks, at once expansive and claustrophobic – speak of a small coterie of contributors and go-to producer James Ford going all in. The band’s collective backing falsettos never sounded so pitch-perfect, from Star Treatment, the opening statement of intent, to Four Stars Out of Five, the album’s anthem. ![]() Matt Helders caresses the drum kit with jazzbo sensitivity instead of pummelling it. Guitarist Jamie Cook slots inventively into the strange new shapes these songs took. Conceived intimately, on a piano received for his birthday, Turner’s would-be solo album was significantly fleshed out by the rest of the band so the seams became invisible. What Arctic Monkeys did in 2018 was follow a stone-cold classic – that’s AM – with another stone-cold classic that travelled light years from its predecessor. ![]()
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