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10.0
5298
10.0 |
Uncut
Kasabian’s third sees their bounding riffs and rock-electro mixture still in evidence, not least in first single “Fire”, but they’ve added extra tints and layers.
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8.0
5299
8.0 |
Evening Standard
The record is unfocused, energetic, melodically mundane but not without its moments
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8.0
5300
8.0 |
The Guardian
The resulting epic is barmy and beautiful, suggesting that while Kasabian's amps go up to 11, they can also sound good when they're turned down to four
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8.0
5301
8.0 |
The Independent
After the patchy response duly bestowed upon the patchy Empire, Kasabian have wisely made a few changes for this much-improved follow-up
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8.0
5303
8.0 |
The Times
Less luddite than Oasis, bereft of Primal Scream’s snobbery and — unlike the Stone Roses — boasting a singer who can sing, Kasabian have shaken off the psychic weight of their idols
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8.0
5304
8.0 |
musicOMH
It's the sound of past and future uniting to good effect - and Kasabian's strongest statement yet that they're in this for the long haul
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8.0
5307
8.0 |
Independent on Sunday
One of the best thumping, psychedelic indie/dance albums in memory. Though not to everyone's taste, this is Kasabian back to their rock'n'roll, in-your-face best
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8.0
5308
8.0 |
The Observer
Their third album is a step forward though, a trippy patchwork of sound that, for once, matches the grandiosity of their interviews. Credit Gorillaz producer Dan ""the Automator"" Nakamura, who's knitted a vision that's more unique, not cribbed from old Primal Scream albums. One dimensional? No longer.
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8.0
5312
8.0 |
Daily Telegraph
Advances their rock-electronica mix to new, widescreen frontiers
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7.0
5313
7.0 |
The Quietus
Kasabian aren't and never will be a band that values their message over their music. They operate on a baser level, more attuned to music as rhythm, as a soundtrack, as a feeling. This might mean that, ultimately, West Ryder Lunatic Asylum... does fall short; but on its own terms, it lands close enough to the mark to not be considered total bedlam
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6.0
5295
6.0 |
Observer Music Monthly
Kasabian are trying too hard to be all things to all men. Adventurous? Definitely. Massive? Perhaps.
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6.0
5296
6.0 |
Clash
It’s a better listen all round if you just turn it up loud and disengage the grey matter.
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6.0
5305
6.0 |
The Scotsman
Not bad, just not quite as good as it thinks it is
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5.0
5297
5.0 |
Spin
Rarely keeps its feet or focus for long, getting lost in mazes of mangy Stones riffs or acoustic roundabouts with little purpose or pulse.
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5.0
5314
5.0 |
Rolling Stone
Sergio Pizzorno's simplistic melodies render the acid-drenched opener, ""Underdog,"" underwhelming and make the string-swept, uptempo ""Where Did All the Love Go"" sound like blurrier Blur
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5.0
5310
5.0 |
Drowned In Sound
Having witnessed the band's growth through turgid, heard-it-all-before monstrosities such as 'Empire' and 'Shoot The Runner', not to mention their unforgiveable posturing, one suspects the end product here may have had more to do with the record's producer than its creators, and as a result, this album is as unconvincing as the band's hollow assurances that they're open to embracing new horizons.
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4.9
5311
4.9 |
Pitchfork
During West Ryder's incomprehensibly misguided midsection and final quarter, Kasabian lumber through a rash of poky Kinks pastiches as if the Kooks don't already have a monopoly on that front
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4.0
5306
4.0 |
Scotland on Sunday
A brazenly ambitious effort to lay claim to the British rock crown
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3.0
5309
3.0 |
PopMatters
Even Kasabian themselves seem to be gasping for air, and after spending so much time with this album, they still exist as some sort of formless, faceless entity in my mind, an entity glimpsed so faintly—a solid riff here, a nicely unadorned vocal turn there—beneath all the smoke and mirrors that, at times, it’s far too easy to question whether they’re even there at all
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2.0
5302
2.0 |
The Irish Times
Scrappy, half- formed ideas are draped across unimaginative. Only a brief instrumental, Swarfiga , and the retro garage squall of Fast Fuse hold any flicker of interest on this dreadful, posturing mess of an album
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