Keane have had to deal with their fair share of rumours, critical maulings, long tours, hard work etc etc, chiefly because they make music that sounds....well it sounds nice, inoffensive, pleasant, doesn't blow your socks off - but is hummable - nice. And nice music really annoys the so called 'serious' music critics. How do you slag something off if theres nothing wrong with it? Well, you can call it boring, label it 'bed-wetting' music, coffee-table, flash in a pan or 'it sounds like Coldplay' and then you totally forget what's important. The point being that Keane write solid, enjoyable, likeable tunes and despite the press wanting to paint 'Under the Sea' as some gigantic leap forward in terms of both attitude and sonics, it really isn't.
This second album isn't going to convert the naysayers wholesale but it will invite more favourable reviews in passing. Tom Chaplins voice is as as cherub-like as his face suggests and Tim Rice-Oxley has busied himself, squared away with a casio and a moog, to make his keyborads sound more like guitars. But whats the point in it all if there are no hooks? What if there is no 'Somewhere Only We Know'?
The vultures will gleefully strip em dry.
Thankfully 'Under the Sea' brims with some natty little pop tunes, that'll set a a flood of lighters ablaze in concerts and festivals the world over. 'Crystal Ball', 'Is It Any Wonder?'and 'Hamburg Song' are perfect examples of where Keane can tread in the future. Lets just hope that the reported band fall out and Tom's subsequent spell in rehab don't prematurely end a promising band's career.
'Under the Sea' is not a bad album by a long shot, its not great either.
It is 'nice' though.