Yet, to repeat that theme of earworm nostalgia wholesale on a new album wouldn’t work. It was a fun parlor trick, especially when combined with ruthlessly catchy hooks. They used both their songwriting and production to quote the recognizable sonic palettes of acts like Talking Heads, U2, Duran Duran, and Paul Simon. One of the reasons I was so obsessed with Talking Is Hard was the specificity with which the band sound-checked famous 1980s artists and their trademark sounds. Today I’m here to talk about Walk The Moon. I spent this past weekend listening to Reputation and What If Nothing. I suspect Swift’s record will going on to be recognized as a total dud which she’ll later renounce more on that some other time. How many near-perfect albums can you think of that have a near-perfect follow-up? Does Tusk hold up to Rumors? Music to Tapestry? Bad to Thriller? Supposed Former Infatuation Junkie to Jagged Little Pill?ĭo you repeat the formula? Do something deliberately and almost obtusely different? Or do you just writing the songs and whatever happens happens?
I am fascinated by these sorts of high-wire follow-up records.
Both LPs have the unenviable task of following nearly-flawless smashes, each with a specific sort of sonic gestalt that is easy to imitate but difficult to evolve into something new. Between them, they contain some of the first songs EV6 learned as sing-alongs, including bath nights shouting out the chorus to “Bad Blood” and spinning around in the kitchen while somehow letting the rush of words from “Shut Up and Dance With Me” tumble out of her tiny mouth.Īs it happens, the follow-ups to both of those 2014 records dropped on Friday – Reputation and What If Nothing, respectively. Together, they have dominated our stereos, iPods, and kitchen dance parties for the last three years. I’ve also never delivered an album as relentlessly charming as two of our household’s favorites from 2014: Taylor Swift’s 1989 and Walk The Moon’s Talking Is Hard. I find it hard enough to write songs that I feel stand up to my increasingly large oeuvre of material, and I don’t have millions of fans waiting with baited breath for even a hint of my newest work. It must be paralyzing to be a famous musician.
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