Twenty One Pi­lots Trench

The Northern Advocate - - Entertainment - — Mark Kennedy, AP

It’s go­ing to be hard for Twenty One Pi­lots to top the suc­cess of their last al­bum. Ev­ery tune on

Blur­ry­face went gold, plat­inum or, in some cases, mul­ti­plat­inum — the first al­bum to do so in his­tory. But if any­one’s go­ing to do bet­ter,

it’s these two guys from Ohio.

Trench, the 14-track, fifth al­bum from vo­cal­ist Tyler Joseph and drum­mer Josh Dun (as well as song­writ­ing help from Paul Meany), is ev­ery bit as good as

Blur­ry­face, con­tin­u­ing the band’s genre-bend­ing trade­mark of tack­ling var­i­ous styles and show­cas­ing a knack for song­writ­ing.

The band comes fast out of the gate with the throb­bing bass line of Jump­suit with in­se­cu­rity in the lyric. Then it’s on to Dun’s ki­netic drum­ming on Le­vi­tate, a blissed­out and ter­rific Morph and The Killers-like, falsetto-fu­elled My

Blood. Fur­ther ahead, there’s the reg­gae-tinged Nico and the Nin­ers, the 80s-sound­ing The Hype and the com­plex, con­stantly shift­ing Ban­dito.

We reach peak Twenty One Pi­lots on Pet Chee­tah, an ex­hil­a­rat­ing and daffy tune that namechecks Ja­son Statham as it mixes techno, rap and rock, along with a healthy dose of reg­gae and house. No one out there makes mu­sic as thrilling as this. Trench is a more low-key

al­bum — Cut My Lip and Neon Grave­stones are slow burn­ers — and Joseph and Dun show ma­tu­rity in not over­work­ing songs, too. The last track, Leave the

City, is a pi­ano-driven gem with un­der­stated drum­ming and ghostly vo­cals.

Trench also finds Joseph in a con­fi­dent mood, lyric-wise, even mock­ing song­writ­ing it­self. On

Smithereens, he croons: “For you, I’d go write a slick song just to show you the world.”

Well, he’s cer­tainly done that. He’s made an­other al­bum full of them.

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