I am Kloot @ Leadmill, Sheffield October 6 2010
As previously stated in another review in this very site, it’s hard to detach yourself from the sometimes impossibly high expectations of a band you love and the show you get.
Such is the case for I am Kloot, a band that took me into a long, arduous path of emotional gordian knots and slice of life lyrics with their second album, I am Kloot.
I am Kloot – Sky at night
The Skinny: “Some things were made for you to sit and listen to, in a particular order. Some stories have a beginning, a middle and an end. Sit down and listen to ‘Sky at Night’. It has a story to tell you.” – Frank Cotrell Boyce’s Open Letter, published at I am Kloot‘s website.
The review proper: It’s a new stage for I am Kloot (Mercury nominated! Yeah!) and this album is fantastic. No way to beat around the bush. The sound of I am Kloot gets a little re-working (more of a vitamin injection), but never loses it’s identity. Now, lyrics-wise, it’s business as usual, it’s salt of the earth stuff. Urban malaise, yearning, middle age concerns and the usual enlightening pub conversation (we all have been there. Or will be in a few hours).