Monolith :: We Were Promised Jetpacks


We Were Promised Jetpacks
Sunday, September 13
Brian F. Johnson

We Were Promised Jetpacks’ These Four Walls signifies a debut album that has the sort of peerlessness and potential to stand as a mainstay and luminary of indie music in the 21st Century.

As vocalist Adam Thompson’s soon-to-be-classic Scottish lilt appears over the huge, full band instrumentation, the last four decades’ worth of underground musical innovation are all thrown into the sonic space with a flawless assimilation: the jolting, carefree vigour and the backing chorus vocals of ’70s post-punk (e.g. Gang of Four); the intricate and eloquent songcrafting and musicianship of ’80s U.K. pop (of Kate Bush, Talk Talk, etc.); the skewed jarr and inimitable coolness of ’90s Western Pacific indie (of Steven Malkmus, The Shins, etc.); the modernist, electrifying thrill of the last ten years of British indie. There is even the guitar-driven gravity and concurrently melodious and powerful impact of Explosions In The Sky or Mogwai, and a Johnny Marr-esque sparkle to the lead guitar lines.

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