It would seem that Metric has managed to do the impossible, the band has perhaps crafted a sound so creatively unique it could be described as genuinely original. In our post-modern society it would seem that every new invention is simply a hybrid of previous accomplishments. But in an attempt to gather a list of bands that might be worthy comparisons to Metric, the best I can come up with is Blondie meets Sonic Youth. Although both Blondie and Sonic Youth are legends in there own time, a simple hybrid of the two wouldn't give the release of Metric's sophomore album, Live it Up, the credit it deserves. This album comes as a marking point for the band, hopefully solidifying the group's prolonged existence. It was with this second album that guitarist Jimmy Shaw stepped forwarded demanding full creative control from the label. Both Shaw and lead vocalist Emily Haines returned to Toronto where, with the support of childhood friends Stars and Broken Social Scene, managed to build a recording studio in a loft space over the remains of an old bank. On the group's first album, Old World Underground, Where Are You Now, the band focused on a variety of issues that ranged from problems with the scene (of which I'm sure many can relate) to intelligent critiques of our skirmish in Iraq. Much of what we heard on the first album seemed to deal with frustrations that accure during stagnant moments in our lives. But after months and months of extensive touring, this second album comes more as a retrospective, helping to provide insight into the band's ability to cope with their growing success. An excellent quote from the band's website seems to sum up these sentiments accurately enough, "I get freaked out by numbers, and the idea that if your audience grows, suddenly it's going to be a bunch of frat boys." But regardless of who is listening, the band has made a series of artistic decisions that have kept their integrity intact.
Live It Out features a series of sometimes eerie interludes that are often accompanied by downtrodden guitar riffs and ghostly vocals. However, this gloomy combination can instantly turn into driving rhythm sections as bassist Josh Winstead and drummer Joules Scott-Key exercise their abilities in the forefront of numerous tracks. Violent power chords rock their way past the depressing moods like a phenix rising from the ashes. The instant I put my headphones to my head I knew I was listening to something golden. The album is depressing enough to have real meaning, while edgy enough to keep your head shaking and your feet stomping.