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Love Letters is a disappointment after Metronomy’s last album, The English Riviera. Whereas its predecessor’s quirky sensibility was perfectly attuned to its subject matter, England’s optimistically named southwest coastline, the quirkiness here, directed at the grander theme of love, comes across as callow.
The music is modest, arrested indie-pop, weakly fuelled by tinny beats, antiquarian analogue synthesisers and trembling falsetto vocals. The occasional biting moment – “I’m aware of the procedure/But normally it’s me that leaves her” – highlights how toothless the rest is.
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