Album: Mystery Jets, Twenty One (679)
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You wait 10 years for an album produced by Erol Alkan, then two come along at once. The Long Blondes' imminent 'Couples' is beaten to the shelves, though, by the Mystery Jets' second effort.
It's an improvement on their first. Kicking off with an air raid siren straight outta Public Enemy's 'Nation of Millions', it's immediately apparent that the pastoral whimsy with which the Twickenham psych-rock oddballs made their name is on the way out. Alkan has given their folk-pop tunes and layered harmonies an Eighties airbrushing. Result? On tracks like "Hideaway", not only can you dance to Mystery Jets, you'd actually want to.
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