Well, you've heard it all before. Nothing new here. Throw in some U2, some REM, the Cure, the Smiths, echoes of Duran Duran, a hint of Franz Ferdinand, probably some big hair, and you've got The Killers' Hot Fuss. In spite of all that, though, the album goes OK. Just OK, mind you, not great or anything.
While I'm not as vitriolic about the album as Pitchfork guy, I wonder how long it will be before I despise them.
So, it's plain that The Killers have made a record more concerned with artifice than artistry. If the intent is to place their album's principal teases on the next Now That's What I Call Music compilation, then bravo. But why does it try to squeak by as another deft pop reversion when it actually seems to be a revisionist cash dance? For the kids, I presume. But Hot Fuss is not hardcore; it's hard evidence that it's tough to focus on making great rock when you're preoccupied with cultivating an image.
AGB Rating - Pass
I really like track 2, Mr Brightside. In fact I haven't explored the rest of the album because I don't get past that track.
Posted by: SB | 14 January 2005 at 10:28
There's not much to explore that hasn't been discovered somewhere else.
Posted by: Tony.T | 14 January 2005 at 14:38