In early 2006, four Sheffield lads with an affinity for Adidas wear unleashed their alcopop-charged debut album on an unprepared world. In Whatever People Say I Am, That’s What I’m Not, frontman Alex Turner translates youthful frustration into snarling guitars and hectic drum grooves, through merging the punkish contempt of The Clash, the tunefulness of The Beatles, the blatant Englishness of The Kinks, and the lyrical sharpness of The Smiths, with the more modern, cool approach of The Strokes, and the pseudo-ska of The Libertines, resulting in a whole new chapter of Brit-pop.
Turner conscientiously depicts nightlife in an industrial town; club flirting in ‘I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor’, taking a chance with the bouncers in ‘From the Ritz to the Rubble’, and the unlikely final act ‘A Certain Romance’, a song that starts by slagging off the local ruffians, but ends up forgiving them. All in all, it could well be any given night out on the Sheffield scene.
The point is, we’ve all been there: whether it’s scrambling for words when trying to impress a girl, or listening to the lies people tell themselves about why they really go clubbing, Arctic Monkeys have expressed it all inimitably, in thirteen solid tracks.
Believe the hype.