Kasabian: West Ryder Pauper Lunatic Asylum

I return with apologies for the month-long hiatus. This has been enforced by a recent house move. Rest assured I've not been resting on my laurels since my last post: this partly as a result of misplacing my laurels in the chaos of brown cardboard boxes. But I jest: I've been progressing my self-inflicted task of listening to the 2009 Mercury nominated albums.

This review brings up my first challenge: Kasabian. I feel like that should have a few exclamation points after it. Kasabian!!! They are rather a declarative lot. I've been entertained by their pseudo-deep pronouncements about the album of futuristic music that was ahead of it's time. I'd never really clicked with the singles I'd heard. So now I have to listen to a whole album? Really? And what an album title...