Album Review: Blacklist – ‘Midnight Of The Century’

Post-Interpol, us Brits have churned out a succession of groups turning the dark ore of that band’s influences into a succession of inferior alloys; Editors’ bendy spoon, White Lies’ pound shop aluminium foil. New Yorkers Blacklist toil at a similar forge but retain a sense of arch grace. It might be best enjoyed with a fragile chemical mind in the company of a black-haired girl who could do with a few sausage rolls, but this tour around Bunnymen and early U2 is executed with panache; ‘Flight Of The Demoiselles’ and ‘Julie Speaks’ teeter on The Edge-style histrionic guitar flourishes. There’s no new dawn in ‘Midnight…’, but it’s a shade of the nocturnal worth embracing nonetheless.

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