Since turning ears towards the pastoral, northwestern county of Cumbria in 2003 with the debut, "The Decline of British Sea Power" (how's that for an amazing album title?), the lads of British Sea Power have released albums and EPs at a steady tack, each more or less widely acclaimed if not raved about and pored over. The band's millennial post-punk has elicited broad comparisons to, curiously, Manc greats Joy Division, although, to these Amurcan ears, it's patently UK guitar rock, fey and dramatic. It's a sound that's easy to admire but tough to gush over. Chalk it up, in part, to the band's stage-crowding size, its affinity for the anthemic and its style in general (pixie-haired girl playing violin, wearing leggings on her arms: check), which pushes them into the same weight class as Arcade Fire, Broken Social Scene or fellow Brits Pulp — all great bands that few, if any, comparable acts can run with. But live, British Sea Power is a monster.
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