Guitars soar the sky like Top Gun fighter jets, choirs “Oh” majestically, and the beats pound away like ’80s rock, rain splashing off the snare drum’n’shit.
An excursion into Swing-style horns, jazzy anti-ballads, and noir film soundtracks. Anyone looking for balls-out power pop ala ’77 is going to be disappointed.
I don’t feel the need to evaluate the song credibility of any boy band cuz they’ve already made it clear that the music is secondary to the photo shoots.