Almost two weeks back, four kids in their early twenties released a debut album which, by now, has drawn a good amount of critical acclaim and reminded everyone that simple pop music can still deliver the goods to alt. heads when the right band comes along. Yada yada yada...
Look, the bottom line is that if you haven't heard The XX's self-titled debut by now, you're only hurting yourself. It's one of the best albums of straight-up love songs that don't sound gay to come out in a while. It's also one of the best debut albums of the year, right up there with Passion Pit and Pains of Being Pure at Heart. The lyrics are simple and thoughtful, the band lets each song expand naturally and calmly, and the entire LP comes across as 100% sincere. The ingredients needed in order to make a good album really are that simple, and it's amazing how many groups never realize that. Just goes to show you what a little bit of confusion combined with talent can do for a bunch of kids with instruments. And the most remarkable aspect throughout each song is just how mature as a band they sound. Well done XX. I've listened to it a few times over by now, and here's a few of my favorite tracks off the album:
Heart Skipped a Beast