Come Around Sundown is the fifth studio album by American rock band Kings of Leon, released in Ireland, Australia and Germany on October 15, 2010, followed by releases in the United Kingdom on October 18 and North America on October 19. The official album covers and track list were revealed on September 3. Read more on Last.fm.
Esta vez gracias pero no.
There are a few times I’ve slipped an album in, closed my eyes and felt like I was lifted. Though few and far between, those moments are worth every second, every riff and note perfectly placed as if ever so sublety being painted under some watchful eye. These moments have occured enough (Neil Youngs On The Beach, Warren Zevons The Wind, The Police’s Greatest Hits, Randy Newmans debut…..every Stones record before 75′). It’s funny that I don’t expect these moments anymore. I’m used to assuming I’m gonna get a few decent tunes and little else.
The Kings Of Leon have been a favorite for sometime now, every record showing more of that instant classic feel. Their last gem, Only By The Night, was near perfect. This time, though, they’ve reached the pinnacle, a place where no song seems out of place, where shimmering chords lay vibrating on distinct driving bass lines, fuzzed to maximum overdrive and shot through with Caleb Followils aching Allman Brothers wail. Surgical, buried drums paint the backbeat loosely, Charlie Watts style. This is the kind of music that makes you drunk without any beer, intoxicating, uninhibited nature.
Come Around Sundown is as wonderfully vibrant as it is lazy, high on the breeze (in a good way). It’s a stick of muted dynamite detonated under a sun peeled beach, loud in a far away manner.
The record opens with a drum banging lightly, slipping comfortably into a bass driven frenzy…hence “The End”. From there, the bass leads every track, pounding dutifully along, tossing groove and style this way and that. Tracks like “Radioactive” and “Pyro” serve up the shimmer and pulse that made “Sex On Fire” such a worthy hit, yet they tone down the catchiness just a bit….and all for the better. Elsewhere, country rock sneaks in with “Pony Up” and “Mi Amigo”, tracks that sound like lost Mussel Shoals cuts produced by Brian Eno, latched with lyrics that sound tossed off from a drunken poetry read (in a good way).
“Pickup Truck” ends this landmark on a feverish, dialed note. We’re left to wonder where these Pentacostals go next…….surely it won’t be anywhere they’ve already been.