The Killers - 'Runaways'
The Killers are back, and at their best
Well, it’s good to know they’re not fucking about. Four years after ‘Day & Age’ saw them dip their toe into dancier waters, The Killers make their grand return with the Killersiest comeback single you could ever hope to hear. And frankly, it’s come not a moment too soon. See, one of the great fallacies of The Killers’ career is that 2006’s ‘Sam’s Town’ wasn’t their best album. If ‘Day & Age’ was a stylistic reaction to the unjust critical kicking their second record took, then ‘Runaway’ is the sound of the band re-embracing their inner Springsteen – haters be damned.
It takes a little time to get there – the chorus doesn’t properly kick in for almost two minutes – but you know just where this one is headed from the opening line onwards: “[i]Blonde hair blowin’ in the summer wind/Blue-eyed girl playing in the sand[/i]”. And when that chorus finally does arrive? Hoo, boy. Amid a crescendo of windmilling, Townshend-esque guitars, Brandon’s tale of a dustbowl romance gone wrong transcends cliché, and instead enraptures you with the pure clench-fisted, bulgy-veined elation of it all. True, it’s unlikely to satisfy those aforementioned haters, but that’s their loss – this is pure Americanadrama as it’s meant to be done. Altogether now: “[i]I knew it when I met you, I’m not gonna let you ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun…[/i]”