Waking Up’s mass-appeal anatomy is oddly admirable.
Mike Diver 2010
Musical magpies by their own admission, the “sum of a bunch of parts”, Colorado-formed pop-rockers OneRepublic aren’t afraid to confess their unoriginality. Of course it helps that their debut, Dreaming Out Loud, sold by the skip load and that sole creative force Ryan Tedder has a tidy sideline in writing for artists like Leona Lewis and Westlife to supplement the day job income. But financial matters aside, it’s refreshing to see a band accepting that they’re nothing remotely special.
As that’s precisely what One Republic are. Second album Waking Up is a set of polished arrangements so middle of the road they make Snow Patrol sound like Animal Collective. Melodies are catchy, as you’d expect given the group’s past form – first album singles Apologize and Stop and Stare were huge hits in the US and the UK – but stereotypical of design, blatant of intent and as subtle as using a sledgehammer to demolish a Sticklebrick construction. Lyrics are, largely, saccharine and suffocating of faux-emoting, sincerity tossed to the wind to tick a handful of commercial radio boxes.
But despite its obvious shortcomings, it’s hard to criticise Waking Up too heavily. After all, its makers don’t pretend to be what they’re not, and there’s little in the way of the off-putting posturing found with indie acts with ideas above their stations (step forward Hard-Fi, The Enemy, Kasabian). Put simply, this is good – good meaning well-researched and accomplishedly recited, rather than five-star acclaim – pop with enough massive hooks to supply several whaling fleets. The title track is a by-the-book holler-along for the band’s live following; lead single All the Right Moves mixes noisy regimented percussion with lightly melancholic lyricism; and Secrets sounds like it was written to accompany ads for new cars and the insuring of them alike.
It all might appear very mercenary, made with a pre-determined demographic in mind and tailored to suit its tastes rather than exhibit any progression within Tedder’s own abilities, but Waking Up’s mass-appeal anatomy is oddly admirable. By repeating the successful formula of their first album, OneRepublic aren’t going to turn the critics who savaged their debut. But with their eyes exclusively on the larger prizes offered by mainstream acceptance, one assumes they couldn’t care less.