Don’t even try to ask me for a timeline of when The Killers got boring. It was so long ago, I can barely recall. Even though Sam’s Town was a good CD, I know that it is partially to blame (his wife, Bono and Chris Martin too).
That’s right about when Brandon Flowers started spewing nonsense about the music being made for arena shows, which would be totally great if he didn’t have the stage presence of mosquito with no wings.
In this boredom-inducing sequel to “Mr. Brightside, Miss Atomic Bomb bursts out of cartoon form and into the reality of Flowers standing on a motorcycle in front of the largest beaming white moon you’ve ever seen.
The smile on his face is only slightly smaller. (Even Eric Roberts’ weathered face can’t save this.)