The Last Shadow Puppets | WIG208 | Released: 20/04/08
“The Age of The Understatement" is a collaboration between Alex Turner – with whom you’ll be familiar – and Miles Kane, frontman of upcoming Wirral-based group The Rascals.
Firm friends ever since Arctic Monkeys toured with Kane’s previous group, The Little Flames, the pair, now calling themselves The Last Shadow Puppets, were so inspired by listening to Scott Walker, early Bowie and David Axelrod amongst others – ‘it was dramatic’, Turner says’ ‘it filled the senses’ - that they hatched a plan.“The Age of The Understatement" is a collaboration between Alex Turner – with whom you’ll be familiar – and Miles Kane, frontman of upcoming Wirral-based group The Rascals. Firm friends ever since Arctic Monkeys toured with Kane’s previous group, The Little Flames, the pair, now calling themselves The Last Shadow Puppets, were so inspired by listening to Scott Walker, early Bowie and David Axelrod amongst others – 'it was dramatic', Turner says’ ‘it filled the senses’ - that they hatched a plan.
The result is an album of 12 full-blooded songs, bold and brassy, full of drama, wit and melody, that source the past but avoid falling into pastiche. Both Alex Turner and Miles Kane are 22, and this is a youthful record, full of life and the sheer pleasure of music making: ‘it’s not a chore, it’s enjoyment,’ Kane says, ‘it’s great finding that with someone else, a dead good friend’.
“The Age of The Understatement” began after Kane played some guitar on Arctic Monkeys’ second album, “Favourite Worst Nightmare”. In early 2007, the pair began to trade songs: ‘a couple were already written,’ says Kane; ‘like “Standing Next To Me” and “In My Room”. The first one we did together was called “The Chamber”, and we took it in turns to do the vocals. It’s good to sing with someone else. It was just dead easy’.
‘We used a few half-hatched things,’ says Alex Turner. ‘It was three-thirds: one third of the songs we started and completed together; one third of the songs Miles started and we finished; one third of the songs I started and we finished. The fact that we were writing together seems to make it stronger. You’re not as exposed as you are if it’s just you on your own. I do like the partnership thing’.
The project quickly snowballed: ‘we wanted to do an album,’ Turner says, ‘so we knew we had to get other people involved. It was obvious that it would be James Ford; he’d worked with me on the second Arctic Monkeys record. It be-came obvious that we could do it with just us three. James is a drummer, we knew he’d be good. We really didn’t want to get a band together’.
It’s a big feature of the record that the two voices are intertwined, sometimes in harmony, sometimes swapping the lead. ‘You can tell that your voices are different,’ Turner says; ‘but you can’t tell when it changes. You don’t notice when one drops out and the other comes in.’
They found singing in a different style to their respective bands easy: ‘if you’ve written the songs,’ says Kane, ‘you’ve lived with them.’ ‘I enjoyed singing dif-ferent,’ Turner says; ‘the harmonies were fascinating. I was having discussions with my dad about harmony. He’s a music teacher. This record has really given me a desire to sing more, to practice. I feel like I hold notes for longer now.’
Snatching days and weekends, the trio wrote twelve songs and went to Black Box studio in France to record them. ‘The time we had there was fabulous,’ says Turner; ‘I remember arriving and thinking it was perfect. Little studio with fields all around it, cut off from everything’. With James Ford playing drums, Kane and Turner swapped bass and guitar duties – whatever the songs needed.
It was decided from the start that the songs would have strings: ‘It’s a danger-ous game,’ admits Turner; ‘we could have almost ruined it if it all got too lush. Laurence Bell found this guy, Owen Pallett (Final Fantasy), who came to meet us when Arctic Monkeys played in Toronto. He was a bit nervous – he’s young and hadn’t done something like this before – but that added to the record. I think the strings are terrific, they’ve really brought the songs to life.’
‘I walked into the studio when they were doing “Meeting Place”, adds Miles Kane; ‘this little song you’ve written in your bedroom is being played by an or-chestra! I went cold’.
The sweeping strings underscore these songs of characters and relationships, from ‘the girl with many different strategies’ in “Only The Truth” to ‘this relentless marauder’ in “Age of the Understatement”. Basically, it’s about the female of the species, as Turner admits: ‘I didn’t realise it while it was going down but listening after we finished it I realised that it says “she” so many times. It’s all centred around this one girl who is the heartbreaker’.
The Monkeys-approved “The Age of the Understatement” – ‘they’re all into it,’ says Turner - is a voyage of discovery for all concerned, and you can hear that sense of wonder, of enthusiasm, of sheer rightness. Reinvigorating the past, it sounds just right for now: ‘usually you collaborate when you’re older,’ says Kane; ‘but we thought, let’s do it while we’re young. It’ll have a different edge. It’s a dead natural thing: that’s always the best way’.
Jon Savage

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- 01. The Age Of The Understatement
- Decided to sneak off away from your stomach and try your pulse
They captured what seemed all unknowing and candid but they suspected it
was false
She's playful,
the boring would warn you
be careful of her parade
in order to tame this relentless marauder move away from the parade
She was walking on the tables in the glasshouse,
endearingly bedraggled in the wind,
Subtle in her method of seduction,
Twenty little tragedies begin
And she would throw her feather-boa in the road,
If she thought that it would set the scene,
Unfittingly dipped into your companions
enlightened them to make you see
There's affection to rent,
the age of the understatement
Before the attraction ferments
Kiss me properly and pull me apart
My fingers scratch at my hair before my mind can get too reckless.
The idea of seeing you here is enough to make the sweat go cold.
- Decided to sneak off away from your stomach and try your pulse
- 02. Standing Next To Me
- Want her, have her
Two years have gone now,
But I can’t relate to the never-ending games that you play.
As desire passes through,
Then you’re open to the truth,
I hope you understand
And your love is standing next to me
The one you fell for makes it seem juvenile
And you’ll laugh at yourself again and again
And we’ll drink to the thought she’ll remember you maybe tomorrow
And your love is standing next to me
- Want her, have her
- 03. Calm Like You
- I can still remember when your city smelt exciting.
I still get a whiff of that aroma now and then.
Burglary and fireworks,
The skies they were alighting.
Accidents and toffee drops and thinking on the train.
He was young,
In the frost,
No regard for the cost of saying his feelings in moments they were felt
And if he was calm like you,
Locked up inside of your loops then he'd know full well,
That all he had to say was goodbye.
Summertime made promises it knew it couldn't keep.
The fairytale was climbing up a mountain far too steep.
Colour in the pictures with your royal hands.
Now I am craving heart-break while you're making your demands.
- I can still remember when your city smelt exciting.
- 04. Separate and Ever Deadly
- There's an unfamiliar grip
On an unfamiliar handkerchief
Attending to the tears on cheeks I wouldn't notice with you
No matter how vicious the grief
Her expression was damp and crooked
Grabbed onto my throat and won't let go
Save me from the secateurs
I'll pretend I didn't hear
Can't you see I'm a ghost in the wrong coat
Biting butter and crumbs
There's a handsome maverick
You don't talk about to keep me calm
And I can't help it if I create a version
That pulls you back onto his arm
Please don't tell me
You don't have to darling, I can sense
That he painted you a gushing sunset
And slayed angry panthers in your defence.
And he stands separate and ever deadly
Clings onto my throat and won't let go
- There's an unfamiliar grip
- 05. Chamber
- Leave yourself alone
Can’t you see you’re only here to be torn apart
Based upon a nothingness
So leave yourself alone
Tell your wasted time that I am worse
And I would waste it all
Given the chance I owe apologies
So tell your wasted time
It’s torture locked inside the chamber
Cornered by yourself
You must admit that you are the instigator,
Hanging onto arguments
Cornered by yourself
- Leave yourself alone
- 06. Only The Truth
- Only the truth she reckons she holds
Only the truth she reckons she holds
The way she walks is scripted and taught
Don't give her an eye or she'll sniper your mind
See by her hands that she's been there before,
She lifts up her glasses as if to bring down the mass
Only the truth she reckons she holds
Only the truth she reckons she holds
Climbing the stairs as if to follow her prayers
Her golden laced boots may stop you right there.
Hand on your arm as she greets all your friends,
Then with a twist of lime it's a bitter end.
Only the truth she reckons she holds
Only the truth she reckons she holds
The girl with many different strategies.
Wakes the wolves to curse them to their knees.
She's in the one by the riverbank so it's easier for her to drown you.
And she claims,
Oh she claims.
Only the truth she holds in her hands
Yes, it's only the truth she holds in her hands
- Only the truth she reckons she holds
- 07. My Mistakes Were Made For You
- About as subtle as an earthquake I know,
My mistakes were made for you
And in the backroom of a bad dream she came and whisked me away enthused
And it's as solid as a rock rolling down a hill,
The fact is that it probably will hit something on the hazardous terrain
And we're just following the flock around and in-between,
Before we're smashed to smithereens like they were
And we scramble from the blame
And it, the fame that put words in her mouth,
She couldn't help but spit them out,
Innocence and arrogance entwined,
In the filthiest of minds.
She was bitten on her birthday and now,
A face in the crowd she's not
And I suspect that now forever the shape she came to escape is forgot.
And it's a lot to ask her not to sting and give her less than everything,
Around your crooked conscience she will wind.
- About as subtle as an earthquake I know,
- 08. Black Plant
- You bit your lip and on the tip of your tongue was your view
He hadn't dealt with how you felt with ways that suited you.
Got paper-cuts from the love letters you never gave him
Could not meet your new found needs for misbehaving.
Why.
Why would you say sorry?
You said there was a nagging lack of smiles when dancing on your
back
Tenderness aplenty but that wasn't what you craved
There's holes in hearts
Desire starts to make demands
And dear boy you'd be a fool to make your plans with her
Why would you say sorry
When it's just one of many
bullets you will bite
While waiting for a ray of light
- You bit your lip and on the tip of your tongue was your view
- 09. I Don't Like You Any More
- I don’t like you anymore.
You’ve fallen for the faux again
Enticed me for a second time today
Only for me to realise the same
I don’t like you anymore
You’re cracked and your face changing
You’re going down the old route
But I can’t let you repeat repeat it again
Sound in your voice
It’s piercing my patience
As seeps through the midnight corridors
Kindly keeping in your resent
Retired to the setting hate
Drying in all familiar cast
Twitching as I fear it’s far too late
I Don't Like You Anymore
And there’s nothing but corners
There is no escape from these
Walked into your trap and breathe your disease
Were nauseous as if in the seas
And you smirk as you think that you tease
But your pout puts us about
And your final line can’t be described as fine
Will never be described as fine.
- I don’t like you anymore.
- 10. In My Room
- In my room
Could I turn on a lie
Impress her unknown eyes
Humour absorbs the thoughts
Churning the emotionless talks
Seeing things for a second glance
As she turns through her magazine
Could I turn on a lie
Impress unknown eyes
Humour absorbs the thoughts
Lift up your snorting heads
Played like dancing fools
Turning the tension round
Building up silent sounds
Just another day
All in my room
Struck out like before
All in my room
- In my room
- 11. Meeting Place
- The colder the night gets,
The further she strays.
And he doesn't like it,
Being this way.
And she tried so hard to steer away from the meeting place,
But her heart had led her there.
She clings to his consciousness,
Wherever he lays.
He struggles to sleep at night and during the day.
He's worried she's waiting in his dreams to drag him back to the meeting place.
His love had left him there.
Her voice still echoes,
"I'm sorry I met you darling,
I'm sorry I met you".
As she turned into the night, all he has was the words,
"I'm sorry I met you darling,
I'm sorry I left you".
For weeks they had strolled around,
Playing the fools.
They knew the time would come and time would be cruel
because it is cruel to everyone
He's crying out from the meeting place
He's stranded himself there.
- The colder the night gets,
- 12. The Time Has Come Again
- The time has come again
Slowly walking down the steps
To where she would have been
If only they were seventeen
Waiting patiently
And stood between a fraying seam
Hiding from himself
As well as everybody else
Without permission
His face became wet
He thought he’d learnt how to not get upset
From folded notes in envelopes
Meet me beneath the moon, don’t go too soon.
She went too soon.
The time has come again
And slowly walking down the steps,
To where she would have been
If only they were seventeen
- The time has come again

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- Side 101. The Age Of The Understatement
- 02. Standing Next To Me
- 03. Calm Like You
- 04. Separate and Ever Deadly
- 05. Chamber
- 06. Only The Truth
- Side 201. My Mistakes Were Made For You
- 02. Black Plant
- 03. I Don't Like You Any More
- 04. In My Room
- 05. Meeting Place
- 06. The Time Has Come Again







