Been re-listening to Frightened Rabbit’s Midnight Organ Fight a lot lately.
There’s so much about this album that I wouldn’t ordinarily like, and I remember at the time expecting that my love for it would fade, that it’s a tad MOR (and folky! the worst of all the rootsy genres!) for my tastes, and that, as with Coldplay’s debut, I’d suddenly decide that it’s dead boring, but it just hasn’t happened. It really is an album chock full of brilliant songs, intelligent lyrics (this from someone who doesn’t really give a toss about lyrical depth), and exhilarating production, along with the kind of coherence that turns a collection of songs into an album.
One of my top 10 albums of the 21st century, I reckon.
Strangely, though, I have no desire to listen to any of their other releases…