In 2010, Spoon were announced as officially the best-reviewed band of the noughties after a five-album run of uncontroversial, quietly intelligent and impressive American indie rock cast them as the decade’s most reliably 4-star band. ‘They Want My Soul’ is their first album since that run, although, as befits a band famed for consistency, the four-year wait doesn’t seem to have affected their sound.

Accordingly, we get juicy heartland-rock Springsteenisms (the title track), motorik krautrock diversions (‘Rainy Taxi’) and the kind of synth-driven tuneful epic destined to soundtrack the credits of the next soppy/angsty Michael Cera movie (‘New York Kiss’), all delivered with impeccable musicianship, sleek production and the kind of enjoyable self-confidence only possessed by a band eight albums into its career.

Unfortunately, though, Spoon’s professionalism is also their undoing: however well-chiselled, accomplished and tasteful ‘They Want My Soul’ might be, there’s an uncanny sterility to the album’s proficiency that makes it hard to imagine anyone truly falling in love with it.


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