Saturday, August 30, 2014

"Educated folk singers want my soul / Jonathon Fisk still wants my soul": Spoon - They Want My Soul

Even with the benefit of perspective-lending distance, that run put together by Spoon from '01 to '07 - Girls Can Tell, Kill the Moonlight, Gimme Fiction, Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga - was straight-up great, and there's not a lot more to be said about that. The next one was Transference, a step in a different and (deliberately) shakier direction, and it didn't sink in in the same way and besides came out back in 2010, so however you reckon it: Spoon, it's been too long.

Which makes They Want My Soul all the more welcome, because it is excellent. There's not another band, I don't think, with Spoon's ability to surprise me into a smile at their musical moves (the New Pornographers, maybe?), and on this record, they've still got it - the rhythm and soul and sonic attitude (Britt Daniel's Adam's apple strut so easy to visualise) that's marked their output since they hit their stride back more than a decade ago, together with some well-judged filligree by way of the odd Cure-y keyboard wash (the glassy groove of "Inside Out"'s a highlight) and even, on "Outlier", sparkly Spanish guitar - though it's maybe the raggedly straight ahead surges of "Rainy Taxi", "Do You" and the title track that are its greatest pleasures. What up!