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WASHINGTON, D.C. -- A darker, dustier, more dramatic sound emerges on Humbug, the Arctic Monkeys' latest album.
"I love playing this record," lead singer Alex Turner said earlier this week. "It's the first one that I feel like we want to complete -- there's one tune we still haven't played (live). We're talking about practising that one. I'd like to do a couple of shows playing just this record, till we're finished absorbing it."
It's that kind of record. After bursting out of the gates with two albums of agitated post-punk tales of clubland antics -- 2006's Internet-assisted smash debut Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not (which set the record for biggest first-week sales for a U.K. album, at least until Susan Boyle came along), and 2007's similar-minded Favourite Worst Nightmare -- the crew of Sheffield lads was ready to evolve.
They called on producer Josh Homme (member of L.A. hard rock act Queens of the Stone Age and new supergroup Them Crooked Vultures), who brought them to Rancho de la Luna, a studio in a house in the desert of Joshua Tree, Calif.
"It was a real adventure," Turner said. "The four of us got on an airplane with our favourite guitars and went in and used a load of his gear, in this environment we had never experienced before.
"It knocked us back a bit at the beginning, more than we thought it would, that place. The feeling of being far away provides possibilities to emerge that otherwise I don't know would have. No one was watching. Anything seemed possible."
Twanging surf-guitars blow through Humbug like tumbleweed as Turner lets his inner crooner shine. The Arctic Monkeys' bite is still there, but it's woven into the fabric of a weightier batch of songs.
One can now imagine the possibility of the band maturing into something more than the sum of its hype.
"I get told I'm quite a daydreamy kind of fellow," Turner said, not talking about his swoon-inducing abilities but the impetus for the songs he writes -- which are often, it so happens, about girls. "Often I look like I'm not listening to what someone's saying ... I wander off.
"I like that you used the word 'impetus.' It's one of my favourites. That's another thing -- sometimes impetus gives me a reason to write a rhyme. Word use, phonetically, pleases me. Not for the sake of it -- you want to say the good words, write about the good mice or whatever it was that I was chasing.
"It's just the way (impetus) sits on your tongue. It doesn't even really sit, does it? What do you call those things? Devil Bangers, sold in the same store you get those polystyrene airplanes. You throw them on the floor and they make a sound like a cap gun. Impetus is like that."
Sounds like the effect of Arctic Monkeys' first two albums, I suggested -- but not so much the new one.
"Yeah, we were just buying Devil Bangers before. This time we've got the polystyrene airplane, too."