What Ever People Say I Am That [Vinyl]

Artist: Arctic Monkeys
Label: 101 DISTRIBUTION
Category: Music

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Sales Rank: 37,857

Format: Import
Language: English (Unknown)
Media: Vinyl
Discs: 1
Shipping Weight (lbs): 0.7
Dimensions (in): 12.4 x 12.2 x 0.2

MPN: DNO861
UPC: 801390008610
EAN: 0801390008610
ASIN: B000C8VE14

Release Date: January 31, 2006
Availability: Usually ships in 1-2 business days

Tracks:

•	The View From The Afternoon
•	I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor
•	Fake Tales Of San Francisco
•	Dancing Shoes
•	You Probably Couldnt See For The Lights But You Were Looking Straight At Me
•	Still Take You Home
•	Riot Van
•	Red Light Indicates Doors Are Secured
•	Mardy Bum
•	Perhaps Vampires Is A Bit Strong But..
•	When The Sun Goes Down
•	From The Ritz To The Rubble
•	A Certain Romance

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Product Description
UK pressing. Debut album from the group signed to the same label as Franz Ferdinand. Domino. 2006.

From Amazon.co.uk
Hot on the heels of their shock UK No. 1 single "I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor", Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not confirms Sheffield's Arctic Monkeys as the UK underground's most proselytizing young preachers of the DIY gospel. Marrying nervy, caffeine-and-cigarettes indie clatter to conversational, pretense-free lyrics and the occasional burst of off-the-cuff eloquence ("No time for Montagues or Capulets/Just banging tunes and DJ sets," proffers "Dancefloor"), it's an instant, pulse-racing hit.

No question, the Monkeys are more sinners than saints. The opening "The View from the Afternoon" predicts a ruckus with a whole lot more grit than the Kaisers can muster, while on the mellow "Riot Van," a tale of underage drinking and cop-baiting culminates in a messy beating in the back of a station wagon. Look beyond the Arctics' bristly, laddish exterior, however, because it's actually affairs of the heart that comprise this album's secret core: see the sweaty-palmed "Dancing Shoes," bearing testament to the trial of nerves that is pulling in a suburban indie nightclub, or "Mardy Bum"--a tribute to a moody girlfriend that, for all its witty barbs ("I've seen your frown and it's like looking down the barrel of a gun"), is tinted with sweet affection. --Louis Pattison

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