

“The End” comes at the beginning. Starting off with a sparse drum and bass line, the song catches on with a distorted tremolo guitar and Caleb Followill’s wonderfully hoarse voice. With a mid-tempo rhythm and little, if any, feeling embedded in the vocals, the track feels like a warm-up for the typical AOR (album-oriented rock) that Kings of Leon are known and loved for. Next!
The swift tremolo guitars on “Radioactive” take off the second the track comes on, and it is impossible to ignore the energy mounting in them. The typical Kings of Leon power song, and the most obvious choice for first single, the track features high-speed guitar lines and an incredibly powerful bass courtesy of Jared Followill. Caleb Followill’s hoarse wailing takes on a whole new aspect of seething emotion that permeates the listener and carries the song to fist-pumping heights. “Radioactive” is hands down the gem of this album.
Then, a few songs in, comes the ultimate cliché: “Mary.” It sounds like a cross between “Oh! Darling” by The Beatles and an Aerosmith tune. There’s entirely too much sugary cooing going on in the background for this track to be taken seriously. A larger-than-life guitar solo and some misplaced whoops by Caleb Followill bring the whole distasteful affair to an end.
Thankfully, “The Face” comes on and helps remind the listener why Kings of Leon rocked the past two years since their mainstream breakthrough. A beautiful song with moving lyrics about home (Tennessee for KOL), the track feels more like a ballad, with its slowly reverberating guitar riffs and cymbal-heavy drum lines, than any other song off the album. What makes it so enjoyable is that it sounds honest: the band is not trying to be groundbreaking, but to play the music it plays best.
The theme of home is further fleshed out in “Back Down South,” a country ballad if there ever was one. It starts off with a fiddle, what sounds like slide guitar but probably isn’t and Caleb Followill’s voice accessorized with a southern drawl. While the music is unoriginal, the song is not displeasing. On the other hand, “Beach Side,” another Americana-influenced track, is difficult to listen to. Sharp drums, twangy guitar and pleading vocals add up to a musically perplexing track that sounds like pop slash rockabilly slash blues.
A post-worldwide fame album can’t be easy to write. Once a band has lived on the road for more than a year, it’s understandable that its roots play a big part in its ensuing record. In fact, country influences are not the problem of this album – they are the strength. The weakness of the album comes in the layering of its sound with mediocre pop. Thankfully, “Pickup Truck,” the final track, features none of this. As a piano chimes away in the background, bleary guitars in the verses fizzle out, and the drumming dies softly away. Let’s hope Kings of Leon do neither.