10 Greatest Album Closers Of All Time

9. SRXT - Bloc Party (A Weekend In The City, 2007)


Of all the early-noughties bands that NME tipped (or should that be hyped?) for greatness, Bloc Party were the most insular and introverted of the lot. Possessing the most revered rhythm section since Mani and Reni in Gordon Moakes and Matt Tong, the London band€™s post-9/11 apathy, suspicion and urgency was presented in dense and funky sound scapes. Silent Alarm, the LP that propelled them into the popular consciousness, alternates between ruminations on the personal and the political, often providing a fusion of both, as lyricist and singer, Kele Okereke, struggles to comprehend the frenetic pace and confusing nature of the modern world.

Despite Silent Alarm being lavished with praise by critics who empathised with the band€™s brand of cold melancholia and detachment, Bloc Party became victims of the dreaded €˜difficult second album€™ syndrome. Their debut€™s 2007 follow-up, A Weekend in the City, whilst not greeted with universal panning, was chastised for not being quite as good as its predecessor. In fact, Okereke€™s explorations of confidence-enhancing drug experimentation on On, Where Is Home€™s study of institutional racism and the disaffected, self-destructive and emotionally-sapped individuals of Song For Clay make the album as essential and praiseworthy as Silent Alarm.

The despair that permeates the album manifests itself in an alarming manner in closer, SRXT. The song€™s title is a shortened version of Seroxat, an anti-depressant, betraying its content€™s fixation with depression and suicide. The narrator€™s bid to end his life is motivated by being over-privileged and having the world at his finger-tips but its verses can also be read as more symbolic than literal, and are perhaps Okereke€™s statement of the vacuity and pointlessness of a life that has €˜drowned€™ in materialism. His insistence on deploying words that connote nature (€˜summer€™, €˜countryside€™ and €˜acoustic€™) belies his dissatisfaction with a society in thrall to technology, a 2007 update of Ok Computer€™s main preoccupations.

As always, Bloc Party weather the soft-loud dynamic expertly, as organic instrumentation kicks off the track before it escalates into grandiose solos and drum-smashing majesty. An affecting presentation of an alienated character and a sensitive exploration of what it means to exist, peppered with distressing references to Kele's own dad, 'Eugene' and a closing reuest to 'tell my mother I am sorry and I loved her.'


A 22 year old English Literature graduate from Birmingham. I am passionate about music, literature and football, in particular, my beloved Aston Villa. Lover of words and consumer of art, music is the very air that I breathe.