Its sad news when Pitchfork proudly declares that you are no longer relevant, but my guess is that Julian Casablancas is not gonna shed any tears for that.
I had somewhat expected Phrazes for the Young to be a disappointment, and though I was not proven wrong, I’m really liking the way “11th dimension” is making me dance (much to the horror of anyone around me). It reminds me of the time when I was a teenager who spent half her time chasing after the Strokes’s steadfast rhythms. From the trepidation of the wobbling base beats to the keyboard slamming in the intro, there’s no brakes in sight and you’re sent off on an exciting retro roller coaster ride. “ALL TIME HIGH!”, is what I really want to say after hearing the song.
Does that mean the end for another Strokes album? I hope not. Even shoulder pads are back in fashion, so I guess anything is possible, right?
For what its worth, Julian Casablancas is still the sexiest skinny jeans wearing pavement kisser I’d ever known. (case evidence)
