The Kings Of Leon ...

... Have laid in the years since the establishment of their snappy family business an amazing performance on the dance floor and you could they would, they are treated as equity, certainly recommend as a rock-solid investment tip. The chart positions of their previous four albums climbed, so they are not the same as with the always something cleverer British, the top marked, in the US and the rest of Europe upwards continuously booked halls were larger and longer tours. One would think, Father Followill could be proud as honorable and ambitious itinerant preacher on his boys.

But as usual, the result has always a cloven hoof beneath the cassock, and is simply called at the Kings: complacency. Many, in addition to the music also like the grass listening to grow, had already guessed the development with their last album "Only By The Night", but only "Come Around Sundown" will make the growing fan base with the choice between abandonment or renewed allegiance None of the previous plates was so consistently width, mass and consensus ironed like the current one, no was so closed and produces dense and no was in parts so - yes, boring.

After beautiful Eingangsgag to provide a melancholy song called "The End" at the beginning of an album, unfortunately, quickly stops the stadium suitable for average catchment - the jam-packed single "Radioactive", the sobbing "Pyro", the swaying "Mary", all pretty mediocre Southern rock without much wit. Gone are the days where Caleb Followill is barked sore for the listener yet the vocal cords, gone are the days of haunted gems like "Pistol Of Fire" or "Crawl", by such unbeatable filthy popular songs like "Molly's Chambers" and "Holy Roller Novocaine ". On Come Around Sundown "everything must round and weighty sound, golden and honeyed like" Back Down South "or worn and overcast as" The Immortals "- spontaneous, Wilde, the kick in the pants is made.

That the Kings might still write good songs is unquestionable, "The Face" is reduced instrument a fine breakaway from the Arena case, even "No Money" sounds compelling and straight out, along with the rudimentary successful "Pony Up" and "Mi Amigo "is the plate including rants ago, although its share of the total work looks a bit shabby.

Maybe you do not even go with the extended family too harshly, if you belong to the circle of those whom development for its own sake seems already a sign of quality. But suggests you look like me for once on the side of the keeper, then the album is rather disappointing. Whether it is followed by a return will greatly depend on how the Kings Of Leon deal with the praise and the glory are ready, so if they perceive both as recognition or rather as a deterrent.