Album review: The Strokes, Angles (with video)

If you were rocking in 2001, you experienced the violent riptide effect The Strokes set in motion with their debut release, Is This It? Rising like a phoenix from the ashes of rock deplorability (no, really, this was the heyday of both Nickelback and Creed), The Strokes gave us a dose of fuzzed-out garage rock that was upbeat, catchy, and just fucking cool, their sound fresh and novel while obviously drawing on the influences of classic mop-haired garage rockers like Television and The Velvet Underground.

Before long, Pandora’s box of post punk-garage rock was opened and revival bands like The Hives, The Von Bondies, The Vines and others — all sharing, to some degree, the same genetic makeup as the Strokes — became the flavors of the year. The Strokes, voluntarily or not, were pigeonholed as the face of this movement. Unlike most of their cohorts, they had some staying power until disbanding indefinitely in 2006 after releasing their underwhelming, and worst-selling album to date, First Impressions of Earth.

Five years later and The Strokes are back with Angles, a new studio effort to save us (again!) and give us some good guys to root for in the trenches of an oft-awful mainstream rock radio game. Well, sort of...

Unfortunately, Angles is an eccentric mess. From some bands, this is forgivable, even encouraged. For the Strokes, it can prove disastrous, a jumping-of-the-musical-shark in the eyes of die-hard listeners ...