I suppose it makes perfect sense. The Killers are a band from the motherland, Las Vegas; like my sojourns there, when I listen to their music I’m hypnotized, drugged if you will, on the gonzo vibes pulsating from the lights, the food, the street vendors dexterously flicking their “business” cards, the broken dreams.
Such a veritable, palpable foetor is preeminent from their new album Day & Age. Like a much needed reprieve from the heat of the southwestern sun, their songs illuminate the highs and lows of the gonzo lifestyle.
It’s an excellent album. Compared to previous releases, the voice of lead singer Brandon Flowers is more mellow and measured. That, however, certainly doesn’t detract from the lyrical ominousness of the band’s most solid album to date.
Ominous it is. As balanced as his singing is, Flowers tells of “the wilder side of gold and glitz”, cops stealing dreams and killing prayers, and the feeble attempts to pray for self control during the night of a thousand thrills.
All the songs are soaked in anachronistic synth and melancholy, all worthy from start to end. Indeed, there are more standouts on this album than previously offered. Aside from the more popular singles Human and Losing Touch, pay close attention to This is Your Life and most especially Neon Tiger; it’s an epic crescendo of an effervescent fear of uncertainty. Overall, Day & Age is not an album to be missed.