The story of Take That is one of the most triumphant in the history of British pop music. manufactured by a slightly crazy manager, five Manchester lads were brought together to be our answer to New Kids on the Block. Gary Barlow was the songwriter and main talent whilst the other members served mainly as backing dancers which started to grate, especially with the youngest, Robbie Williams. You probably know the rest, but put simply they rose from the ashes with style and good grace, simultaneously with Robbie’s less than graceful decline. Now the band and Williams are reunited for what is essentially the musical equivalent of a big make up hug.
And it’s a comforting and friendly hug but also one that’s slightly surprising in its strength and style. I wasn’t sure what to expect from ‘Progress’ – what I’ve heard of Take That since their 2005 reunion has been a mixed bag of killer, undeniable singles (Shine, Patience) syrupy rubbish (Greatest Day, Rule The World) and some interesting but traditional album tracks (Hello, Julie). Where they have broken the boy band mould in the past it has been by adding Sgt Pepper esque horns, pondering about the state of the world and letting Jason sing – so never that experimental or groundbreaking – but they’ve always been a step ahead of Westlife, JLS and their like.
The biggest change between the band’s last album and ‘Progress’ is the production. Since their comeback they have worked with John Shanks, a bland Hollywood producer who gave the songs enough sparkle for the radio but added nothing interesting to the mix. This time they are working with the genuinely talented Stewart Price, the man who helmed Keane and The Killers latest albums and reinvigorated Madonna a decade ago. This has resulted in a shift towards electro pop, the record sounds like a mixture of the group’s more upbeat 90’s material and Robbie’s much maligned ‘Rudebox’ album.
It doesn’t begin in this way though. First single ‘The Flood’opens the album and it easily fits into the ‘syrupy rubbish’ category I mentioned earlier, but luckily it doesn’t represent ‘Progress’, from here on in things get more uptempo and more exciting. Robbie and Mark lead the way on ‘Kidz’ and ‘SOS’ and the results are extremely catchy, sounding like the halfway point between ‘Can’t Get You Out of My Head’ and ‘Mr Brightside’. ‘Happy Now’ and ‘Pretty Things’ are slightly more downbeat and old-fashioned but there is still a unexepected oddness to these songs that keeps you on your feet – Robbie and Gary harmonize in a very creepy way. ‘Underground Machine’ comes next and it’s essentially a Robbie Williams solo track, and an average one, so it makes you wonder why it’s on here.
After this things stop being so Robbie centric and the other members each get a turn to shine (see what I did there?). Howard’s song ‘Affirmation’ genuinely sounds a bit like Joy Division, but it’s a bit naff, ‘What do you Want From Me’ is Mark’s confessional song and it’s much more succesful at blending Take That’s traditional sound with something a bit fresh. Gary finally (finally) gets his own lead on ‘Eight Letters’, a brilliant ballad that sounds like a classic Take That hit played on a weird synth and with some seriously thoughtful lyrics. It is topped by the album’s hidden track, ‘Flowerbed’, which is a lovely little tune sung by Jason.
I can’t think of any other ‘manufactured’ pop act making music as well designed as this; as the album’s credit’s reveal this was written entirely by the group; they played instruments, oversaw mixing and artwork and because of these details there is real personality and character to these songs. There isn’t a classic tune on here, nothing to match the latest Lady Ga Ga or Girls Aloud single or anything from Take That’s original run, but there is a consistency and cohesion to this album that is commendable. Ultimately the story behind the record is much more interesting than the album itself, but all things considered this is one succesful reunion in both a critical, and no doubt commercial, sense.
6.5/10