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Under Cover of Darkness - The Strokes
I’m not sure if The Strokes ever released a record in winter, but if they ever did, it was a mistake. For The Strokes, when at their very best, are a band to listen to in the Spring, when the world outside your window is turning on, or, even better, in the summer, in the car on the freeway with a perfect sun shining down through your windshield and out on the open road all around you.
“Last Nite”, the band’s first hit way back in 2001, was a summer song if ever there was one. And, despite its title, “Under Cover of Darkness” is undoubtedly a summer song as well. (In fact, it wouldn’t be too much of a stretch to think of it as an almost cousin of sorts to “Last Nite”, built as it is on much of the very same energy, melody, and swagger.) It’s a song that sounds best loud, the full pulsing urgency of its chorus on display as Julian Casablancas’ distinctive I-don’t-seem-to-care-but-actually-I-do-care-very-much vocals punch through and ride on top of it all.
Or, to put it much more simply: it sounds really fucking good. The guitars are crisp, the bass a solid and buoyant anchor, the drums a sharp crackle and pop. It’s what The Strokes do better than most any other band out there (see also “Gratisfaction” from the new record) and, on a sunny Friday afternoon in June, sometimes exactly the kind of thing you need to be hearing.
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