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The 2013 release of the album AM soared the unknown English Indie rock band, led by lead singer Alex Tuner into immediate fame. The 14-track album found its way to the top of the billboards and the American music charts, within weeks of its first debut. With all albums hitting number one on the British music charts, the Arctic monkeys have drastically influenced and shaped British music (MTV 2013).
In 2002 this upbeat indie band quartet entered the music scene. After numerous band practises, Arctic Monkeys started signing gigs and created their own fan base. A few demo tapes later, Arctic Monkeys established themselves in the middle of the growing media. By 2005 they were signed with Domino Records. Their retro and neo-punk sound grasped audiences throwing the bands 3rd album, Favourite Worst Nightmare onto the Top 200 of the UK singles charts. Alex Tuners influential lyrics and catchy tunes lead the band to take home two titles at the 2008 Brit Awards (Rolling Stones 2011).
With numerous music titles under their belts, Arctic Monkeys decided to take a new approach to their music. By collaborating with producers James Ford and Josh Homme, it allowed Arctic Monkeys to develop a new band sound. After taking a year off, their 4th album, At the Apollo, sadly did not make it on Brittan’s top charts. As their fan base started diminishing Arctic Monkeys were desperate to pull out a chart toper album.
AM, the bands most recent album hit the stores in the summer of 2013, triumphing over all their other albums. Alex Tuner’s pure brilliance and musical talent has contributed to the success of this terrific album. Songs such as “Do I Wanna Know” and “R U Mine” display the bands rugged and indie sound. The use of vocals and lyrics brings their music to life. Alex’s smooth and seductive voice creates a calming atmosphere for the listeners, making AM their finest album.
Many people can look at a thing-
and see a bunch of different things.
It depends on your perception-
or if you wish, your point of view,
and no matter what people want you to see,
remember to stay true to you.
You are your own person!
No matter what people may think.
So if someone sees a dirty weed-
where you see a flower,
believe in what you see,
keep your thoughts your own and free,
Don’t submit to their power-
Believe in your little flower.
The large, stone, walls closed in on him.
Jack had been waiting. It had been two days now. The small light in the corner hit the bars, which cast shadows on the wall. Jack could not sleep. He had been so close, and this was a major setback. He had no one to help him. He had foolishly revealed the names and locations of the rest of the resistance against the king. How long would it take to undo this, he wondered, how long must it be until I can have another opportunity like that. He guessed that he would be in this filthy, claustrophobic cell, which he resented for the rest of his days, which wasn’t very long. But he remained hopeful, for if he did not have hope, he would have nothing, nothing to look foreword to, nothing to anticipate, and what kind of a life was that? Who would…
But his thoughts were cut off by the sound of guards speaking quickly to each other in slang. “But why Marty? Why ‘ave we gotta work tonite too? Can’t we just go ‘ome?” “Boss says no, dipshit, this ‘ns dangerous and we gotta get all the talk outta ‘im before ‘e cant talk no more.”
Their footprints were heavy and echoed in the silence. Jack could see the shadows of the two large, burly looking men on the walls. Finally, the two men reached poor Jack’s cell, and a torch, which one of them was holding, illuminated his purple, beaten face, which was scattered with cuts and bruises. “Up!” said the stupid brute who was jack’s superior, “or we’ll force you” Jack reluctantly climbed to his feet, using the table beside him for support as one of the guards turned the key to open his cell door. They grabbed him, and pulled him out of his cell, taunting him in ways that only accented their idiocy, “‘aving a hard time are we?” The guard said as Jack stumbled along “We’ll see if you can even bring yourself to your feet once we finish round 2.” Jack was dragged down the corridor and down the stairs to the large room which he was well aquatinted with from past experience…