“Well I know when you’re around cause I know the sound
I know the sound, of your heart
Well I know when you’re around cause I know the sound
I know the sound, of your heart

It’s not about reciprocation, it’s just all about me
A sycophantic, prophetic, Socratic junkie wannabe

There’s so much skin to see
A simple Epicurean Philosophy
And you say I’m such a cliche,
I can’t see the difference in it either way.

And we left things to protect my mental health
But you call me when you’re bored and you’re playing with yourself
You’re so conceited
I said ‘I love you’
What does it matter if I lie to you?

I don’t regret it but I’m glad that we’re through
So don’t you tell me that you ‘just don’t get it’
Cause I know you do.Well I know when you’re around cause I know the sound
I know the sound, of your heart.”
~The Sound
The 1975, I Like it When You Sleep, for You are So Beautiful Yet So Unaware of it

The new LP from The 1975 is easily one of my most anticipated releases of 2016. Not just because “The Sound” is an earworm, not just because Matthew Healy’s near-falsetto reach matches perfectly with my own, not just because their debut soundtracked one of my loneliest, but loveliest, years of adulthood. I’m excited for this record because theirs is a band that stormed on the scene and wound up creating a new trend, and the hit bands that pull that off followed by an better sophomore effort make for the best kind of music success stories.

The sound that The 1975 popularized in a somewhat ground-up fashion now radiates across radio, even if their own hits never did – Walk the Moon’s “Shut Up and Dance” comes to mind. It’s that dance-beat rock and roll, with twinges of funk and disco embedded in the guitar melodies and bass lines. On “The Sound,” a very appropriately titled early single from the rather awkwardly titled LP,” a repetitive synth line sets the tone and an off-the-bat hook place the song comfortably in radio dance-rock, pop-rock world. I cannot get it out of my head, and when I do, it’s time to go listen to it again. And like the rest of their songs, it is equal parts flirty and edgy, making overt references to love, lust and self-awareness in the language of pure pop poetry.

Will this record catapult The 1975 to the top of the charts an allow them to take over the world? All the ingredients seem right. But if their chance has passed and they remain an act on the periphery,  we might be better off — it means they just might keep ahead of the curve.