This is a surprisingly mellow record, considering what came before. The raucous power...
Richard Banks 2004
If Razorlight's debut, Up All Night, was a tabloid tale of rock and roll excess, this is their Sunday supplement confessional. With the bottle drained and the dance floors well and truly ripped up, it's time for Razorlight to sober up and settle down.
Easier said than done. Beneath his misguided bravado, Johnny Borrell is a sensitive soul, and Razorlight finds him loveless, vulnerable and world-weary."Maybe I'll get right out of here, All the way back to Turnpike Lane...Find me a girl that can calm me right down" he ponders on swooning album closer, "Los Angeles Waltz".
This is a surprisingly mellow record, considering what came before. Raucous power chords are out, allowing Björn Ågren's impressively precise, chiming fretwork to take centre stage. At 35 minutesRazorlight is a frustratingly fleeting listen, and Borrell's lyrics certainly don't make waves. Nevertheless, as a brother to Up All Night, it makes perfect sense.