Under the Iron Sea

Resolve. Finally. That's the song. And it's on the new album. I've heard it exactly 3 times. Twice today on MySpace. Once in Berkeley, live last year [Brewnote Blog: May 7, 2005: Keane @ Berkeley]. What's been true about each experience is a swell of intense emotional attention that turns me into a windsock for four minutes and thirty-seven seconds. And they didn't studio-ize it. They didn't stuff it with crunch and sizzle to appeal to the dulled senses. Instead they left the silence, and offered me the most stimulation pop has to offer. Like colored flashes of lightning casting brilliant momentary silhouettes of something splendid, intense and wonderful, only to leave me alone and heavy to ponder it in the darkness of the deftly untouched space in the sound. Thank you Keane, I have waited so long for this new album.