[38] Vampire Weekend, ‘A-Punk’

A-Punk

People have been asking me what’s happened to Jukebox Junior. Well, the chap who is the boss of the boss of the chap who I do a fair bit of work for asked me the other day if I “still do that blog”. And it’s that sort of popular demand that leads me back here. When public clamour reaches such a feverish degree, you can only have the good grace to pull your finger out and stop hiding behind excuses like “but I’m getting paid to write that other stuff”, “you try finding spare time with half a dozen daughters hanging onto your leg” and “Christ, I’m lazy”.

So, I’ve had quite enough time to order my thoughts on ‘A-Punk’, perhaps the straightest indie-pop track on Vampire Weekend’s debut, but a zippy song so fresh it seems richer as the years pass. Yep, that’s as far as those thoughts go.

Junior says: “Ay-ay-ay-ay,” of course, and dances like a buffoon. VW are all about looking awkward, after all.

Best bit:
Full throttle into the second verse.

People have been asking me what’s happened to Jukebox Junior. Well, the chap who is the boss of the boss of the chap

who I do a fair bit of work for asked me the other day if I “still do that blog”. And it’s that sort of popular

demand that leads me back here. When public clamour reaches such a feverish degree, you can only have the good grace

to pull your finger out and stop hiding behind excuses like “but I’m getting paid to write that other stuff”, “you

try finding spare time with half a dozen daughters hanging onto your leg” and “Christ, I’m lazy”.

So, I’ve had quite enough time to order my thoughts on ‘A-Punk’, perhaps the straightest indie-pop track on Vampire

Weekend’s debut, but a zippy song so fresh it seems richer as the years pass. Yep, that’s as far as those thoughts go.

Junior says: “Ay-ay-ay-ay,” obviously, and dances like a buffoon. VW are all about looking awkward, after all.

Best bit: Full throttle into the second verse.

[18] Vampire Weekend, ‘A-Punk’

Vampire Weekend

So the critics’ choice of 2008 was a bunchy of preppy American lads doing a Strokesian (look it up) take on Paul Simon’s Graceland. You could’ve seen that coming a mile off. What should’ve been arch, alienating, irritating, pompous, Sting-esque and – frankly – an utter mess, turned out to be the most delightful set of pop tunes since The Sound Of Girls Aloud. That good. ‘A-Punk’ happens to be one of the more conventional arrangements on the album, but it’s so infectious I’m taking the rest of the week off.

You have to catch Junior in the mood and – whereas she usually spins out to all things VW – this time she sat on the rug and asked for, yes, Girls Aloud. She’ll have to wait, probably. If it’s any consolation, Juniorer rocked from side to side, bang on the beat.