WALLS
*WALLS *mostly finds Kings of Leon back in that mode of offering up fast-food “whoa-oh” singalongs and guitars that chime as distinctly as wallpaper.
The Followills have remembered how much they like giant choruses and on ‘Walls’ have written 10 of them
You can just about hear the spiky band Kings of Leon used to be on their rusty seventh album
It's hard to say what it is that keeps you hoping that Kings of Leon will somehow return to their golden days of identity obscuring long hair, naughty southern swag, and shirt soaked, fireball spitting country rock that made drunk dancing an aerobic exerc
In a nutshell: we’ve pretty much heard this Kings Of Leon album before, but that isn't necessarily a bad thing. With the Nashville foursome
The band once hailed as the ‘southern Strokes’ have been given a slick 80s makeover
The hooks on WALLS are surprisingly hard to come by for an album this ostensibly geared toward radio.
Kings of Leon are one of those groups that haven’t quite grasped what makes them great.