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When The Rakes sing “22 grand job in the city
/ it’s alright” (’22 Grand Job’), they set
themselves up as middle-class heroes – like John Lennon, the
reality as opposed to the myth. The Rakes’ songs are about
going out, getting pissed, going to work hung-over and getting away
with an easy, meaningless life.
It wasn’t always like this. Opening track
‘Strasbourg’ is a belter of a track that recalls harsher
times, alluding to communist-era Germany (despite The Rakes hailing
from London), daring escapes in cattle trucks and a time when rock’n’roll
was meaningful. Even if it meant David Hasselhoff singing about
freedom as the wall came down. But that’s all in the past
now and we’re left in the real world of mind-numbing jobs
and routine nights out. On single ‘Retreat’ it’s
“walk home / come down / retreat to sleep / wake up / go out
again / repeat”. ‘We Are All Animals’ bemoans
the loss of meaning that comes with a biological explanation of
life. There’s a sense that vitality and a purpose to life
can only come by getting out of the comfort zone and prevailing
over danger – like the opposing actions of the album title.
It’s this interesting undercurrent to what
are familiar indie musings on the struggle to find meaning amongst
the banalities of daily life, that help The Rakes stand out from
their contemporaries. Musically they do well too. ‘Strasbourg’
is an absolute gem, with its driving rhythms and overriding sense
of intent, bound by definite new wave influences that suits the
song’s theme. It’s the best song on the record and consequently
the rest of the album initially feels like a let down.
However this feeling doesn’t last long as
‘Capture / Release’ is a grower and The Rakes strike
a nice balance between the decrepit punk of The Libertines and the
acute wit of today’s post-punkers. The Jam and The Clash are
familiar inspirations and at times they can seem like every indie
band doing the rounds of grotty London venues. Yet ‘Open Book’
skanks to some nice ska rhythms, ‘T Bone’ is a rollicking
blues number, while closing song ‘Work Work Work’ is
like New Order after a few pints of Stella. While they may not be
as instantly catchy as a band like Dogs, there is depth to their
sound that survives repeated listening.
words: Colm Larkin
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