Mystery Jets are back with their third album Serotonin, and for those of you who were saddened by the change of direction with their pop efforts in Twenty One the next few hundred words or so may well encourage your disappointment. The rest of you, who were enthralled by the valiant pop efforts that featured in their second record such as chart topping ‘Two Doors Down’ and ‘Young Love’, the new album packed with the most melodic work Blaine and co have produced, may be what you’ve been waiting for.
The album sees the band’s ability to produce well crafted, catchy songs further, as they take a scheduled and well timed leap into the commercial world of pop. For all we know, the wise old head of Blaine Harrison’s dad who plays a key role in the process of writing songs (despite not touring with the band) may be what’s keeping the band afloat financially. But what we do know is that, nevertheless, the band has yet again proved that although the matchless work in their first album Making Dens has almost disappeared in new record Serotonin, the capability of writing well structured pop songs still remains strong.
At a glance this album could be merged into one big sickening melody sealed with synths galore, but pushing past this you find that the album barely features a bad song from start to finish. Opener ‘Alice Springs’ demonstrates the bands maturity in song writing with a slow build seeping into a bold chorus; with the popular theme of heartbreak crying out in this song as it does throughout the entire album. First single off the album ‘Flash A Hungry Smile’ is an obvious favourite but there are many songs that could be released as a single. ‘Lady Grey’ sits highly in the album with bags of vocal hooks; with ‘Melt’ leaking nod-a-long synths left right and wherever in amongst epic pre choruses also standing strong. Penultimate song ‘Lorna Doone’ finishes the album in the same fashion as it started, with a slow build resulting in another five and a half minute song, and yet again displaying infectious melodies.
Lyrically the album lets itself down. Other than personal favourite “When life deals you lemons, you make lemonade”, the rest of the album lacks intellect. Lines like “The weather man he says, soon it will be snowing, the sky at night is dark, the stars they all start glowing” in ‘Show Me The Light’ highlight my point. There’s no denying, for a pop/rock record, this is a great selection of songs but it would have been nice to have journeyed back to the old days of Making Dens, instead of being an older sibling of Twenty One.