The second album from the Mercury Prize-nominated Manchester
act, Arc shows promise for the third
album but may not last long in the memory due to inconsistency and evident
chart seeking. After an artistic debut in 2010 (Man Alive), Everything Everything (EE) have siphoned the creative
freedom for Radio One friendly structure and risk losing a sizeable fan chunk
in the pursuit of mainstream recognition.
Fittingly, the record begins with its two singles, Cough
Cough and Kemosabe. These fit the airwaves but offer little in originality and
are overshadowed by more accomplished pop releases. Torso of the Week through
to Armourland do not inspire, there is obvious imagination straining to reach
the surface in flickers but it is constrained by conventional indie stylings and
so lies dormant until later.
By the time The House is Dust comes around the album has
slowly come to life, the obvious shackles of making hit songs slipping aside
and showing the real EE. The opening drips with atmosphere as Jonathan Higgs’
lone falsetto is shrouded by solemn production interspersed with a bone rattle
percussion, and suddenly the parts merge as they have on EE’s best work in their
short career. It is irresistible and you wonder how good Arc could have been with this level of engagement from the start.
The track ends with Coldplay-like starkness and the band do not sound a million
miles away from the top league in this moment.
Radiant is a slick effort which maintains the freshness of
the previous track, while closer Don’t Try should have been the first single.
Possibly the best track on Arc, it
has an infectious chorus and will be a staple at concerts with its sing along
hooks. This should be a platform for the next phase of EE and hopefully the
soaring highs of Arc will form a
stepping stone. Now the band cannot look back and must realise its best sound
to keep climbing the charts towards the number one spot they covet.
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