and all your stories are stale. I can't stop listening to this Arctic Monkeys. UK bands have really cornered the market on danceable rock with really rocking guitars. I don't want to keep trashing Of Montreal, because I really do like their albums, but the energy on the Monkeys' debut Whatever You Say I Am, That's What I'm Not is unbeatable. Combined with the slurred conversational vocals, the Arctic Monkeys have created this new kind of dance-rock. It's some kind of less embarassing danciness. These guys (I almost want to call them hooligans) could kick Nick Kapranos and Kevin Barnes' asses, but they still want to make people dance. It's kind of like a less boring Oasis.
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