Walking through the middle

Josh Cadji

Squeeze on those too-tight-to-wear-outside-the-privacy-of-your-own-home jeans, stream your jet black hair over your eyes, lace up those old-school Chucks, fire up the 1974 Camaro, and let’s take a ride down to The Boardwalk! Reason you ask? Well, only that the slickest, most intensely passion-saturated garage band is hitting up Orangevale, Calif., and you will be there, in the flesh, on Saturday Feb. 14 to see The Walkmen debut their new album, “Bows and Arrows.”

With the sunrise of the third day of February, The Walkmen unveiled the fresh follow-up to their critically acclaimed debut album, “Everyone Who Pretended to Like Me is Gone.”

“Bows and Arrows” sucks you into a black hole of garage grunge from the get-go, when an off-key organ takes you back to church with grandma, while words and walls of sound fly at you through your local speaker.

“You never come over anymore, so you don’t have to say it again cuz I heard you the first time.” Uhhhhhh. Your already shaky heart shakes some more with the violent vibrations of that old toy horse you used to ride outside of Vons while your mom rushed in to get bread and wine for Friday night dinner. This first song makes you think of that girl and those forgotten feelings, wishing you could bring it all back home again; that’s what The Walkmen do, they make you think and feel. Those disheartening words are from “What’s in it For Me,” an opus setting the table for the next song, “The Rat.”

As the second track opens, Barrick’s drums pound you in the chest, making you think of that old story, “The Tell-Tale Heart,” with those horrendous heart beats coming from the floorboards. Then you begin to recognize exactly what The Walkmen remind you of. Of course, there are some sonic-rock connections to U2, and The Walkmen’s current canon of songs take you to The Strokes. But how about a wild-card like, say, Radiohead? We’ll get to that later, kiddies.

“The Rat” is easily the album’s “Stairway to Heaven,” a rock-your-socks-off thriller, screaming to the Gods with Leithauser’s Bono-esque shrills. “Can’t you hear me/I’m beating on the wall/Can’t you see me/I’m pounding on your door.” Oh Walkmen, can you rock me anymore?

“Bows and Arrows,” I cannot say, is a themed, one-sound album. Actually, it’s like a divorce of sound, with mother in one song and father in the other, and a nice crack down the middle, separating the two. Songs such as the aforementioned “The Rat,” “My Old Man” and “Little House of Savages,” which is a very solid rocker and possible single, are strong in garage rock mentality, especially with bandmember Paul Maroon’s out-of-body experiences on the guitar.

But turn the page for a second. “What’s in it For Me,” “No Christmas While I’m Talking” and “Thinking of a Dream I Had” are all spacey, light-headed tangents from the garage rock we thought we were getting. This is a good thing, though possibly a great thing! That trio of songs, with the help from a grungy and stratospheric Maroon guitar, puts you in space and all you can see are the infinite stars in your mind’s eye, reminding you of (get ready, here it comes) Radiohead’s OK Computer, with Hamilton Leithauser’s voice matching and soaring even higher than Thom Yorke’s. You can’t just drop the anchor once you find your rock groove; you’ve got to keep exploring and never rust away, an idea that The Walkmen seem to embrace.

We also get some “sleepers” in this album, some songs that you wouldn’t expect to be good at first or are not hyped up, but end up being the best songs of ’em all. “138th Street” is one of them, with Leithauser’s scratchy voice lending itself to a catchy ballad. “Hang on Siobhan” crushes you with its simplistic piano and warm lyrics that have you thinking about who you want to sell your love to, buyer beware.

Perhaps some bands have to stick to what they do best, pure and unadulterated rock n’ roll. But in the case of The Walkmen and their new album “Bows and Arrows,” their divorce of musical genres separating the album right down the middle, parting pure garage rock from spacey drifters in the night…well, it makes it all that much cooler and more enjoyable.