Casablancas and co insisted on recording their album in produced Gordon Raphael’s tiny basement studio, amid the sleze of Lower East Side Manhattan’s Avenue A, with nothing but a few pictures from the Victoria’s Secret lingerie catalogue taped on a wall for distraction. The results were appropriately dangerous and subterranean: a ragged yet elegant wall of guitar sound led by Casablancas’s croon, all drenched in a claustrophobic, after-hours hedonism that perfectly captured the jaded shrug of the album’s title.
Mulholland/Guardian, 2009
THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT 
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