| Guardian |
If the past is a foreign country, Miles Kane has a green card for the 1960s, so firmly does his musical vision reside in that time. Where his work with Alex Turner as the Last Shadow Puppets was hailed for its reimagining of Scott Walker-style grandeur, his solo debut sees the decade through a magpie's eye. Jaunty Motown harmonies (Quicksand) are juxtaposed with pulse-raising rock'n'roll riffs (Come Closer) calling to mind everyone from the Stooges to the Supremes. Kane's textures are eclectic, with string sections and slide guitars to bolster his best crooning on the title track, and the breathy vocals of French actress Clémence Poésy on the spacious rhythm and blues of Happenstance. Each retro touch is accompanied by the big choruses and key changes of a man who knows his way around a pop song, even if he's not out to break new ground just yet....full text |
| Nme |
| The majority of Miles Kane’s career so far could be likened to one of his own farts. He may very well like and boast about it, but to the rest of us it’s been largely hot air with little substance. The Little Flames were just, ahem, a flash in the pan, and The Rascals were an embarrassing skidmark on the British guitar music scene post-Arctic Monkeys. It was only when teamed up with his (pri)mate Alex Turner for The Last Shadow Puppets that the beans finally spilled on Kane’s talent, and his deep and abiding true love for ’60s garage, soul and sordid rock’n’roll came to the fore. Kane’s debut solo album is a continuation of that love affair with everything downright dirty. On the brilliant opener ‘Come Closer’, sleaze drips from every “wooooah” and “ahhh” as a dirty riff licks at the inner thigh. It’s no surprise that the promo video to this single features a sultry Daisy Lowe, flirtatiously dancing in lingerie – it’s a perfect teaser for the rest of the album, which sweats with gritty naughtiness. The filthy theme runs through the Joe Meek heart-skip of ‘Rearrange’ and the jazz-bar romp of ‘Happenstance’, which features some breathy backing vocals from Clémence Poésy – Fleur Delacour from Harry Potter, like. She’s not the only guest. This may be his debut solo album, but by no means has Miles gone it alone. Most notably, Noel Gallagher pops up on harmony duties on a sweltering ‘My Fantasy’, and Gruff Rhys – as well as providing backing vocals throughout the album – has a co-writing credit on the apt psych-rock of ‘Kingcrawler’....full text |
| Independent |
| Though many tracks are co-written with Alex Turner, Miles Kane's solo debut bears scant comparison to the duo's more grandiose work as The Last Shadow Puppets. It's still suffused with a retro 1960s vibe, but this time the garage-pop influences prevail, with a sizeable side-order of psychedelia courtesy of the edgy West Coast lead guitar that streaks tracks such as "Happenstance" and the first single "Inhaler". Its successor "Rearrange" is the most powerful piece here, with the spooky feedback whine intro leading into the album's most adhesive hook. Elsewhere, the rolling tribal tom-tom groove of "Kingcrawler" recalls The Coral and "Telepathy" has a Hawley-esque twangsome manner to it; but "Better Left Invisible" is just too brazen an appropriation, of positively Oasean proportions, of the "Cold Turkey" riff....full text |
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If the past is a foreign country, Miles Kane has a green card for the 1960s, so firmly does his musical vision reside in that time. Where his work with Alex Turner as the Last Shadow Puppets was hailed for its reimagining of Scott Walker-style grandeur, his solo debut sees the decade through a magpie's eye. Jaunty Motown harmonies (Quicksand) are juxtaposed with pulse-raising rock'n'roll riffs (Come Closer) calling to mind everyone from the Stooges to the Supremes. Kane's textures are eclectic, with string sections and slide guitars to bolster his best crooning on the title track, and the breathy vocals of French actress Clémence Poésy on the spacious rhythm and blues of Happenstance. Each retro touch is accompanied by the big choruses and key changes of a man who knows his way around a pop song, even if he's not out to break new ground just yet.