The wait is over!! It’s taken the best part of my life (seriously, I was born in ’94) but finally there is a third Libertines album. I can’t help but feel like the release is bittersweet, for those who were on Twitter on Thursday night will know that Pete went missing before they were due to go on stage in Camden. With little information given by the rest of the band and management, fans began to panic for his wellbeing, the next day we got the all clear that Pete was okay and Libertines fans simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief. However, no one knows quite what happened that night and whilst it isn’t our place to pry, an update would be nice guys. Anyway, I would have written a review on the Friday if I could but due to personal matters, I was unable to even listen to it until Saturday night. When I first imagined listening to Anthem for Doomed Youth, I imagined locking myself away and listening to it with nothing else on my mind apart from the miracle that is a third Libertines album. Unfortunately, it didn’t quite work out that way and I was listening to it for the first time while getting ready for a wild night of Frustration and ‘Where am I?’ at a friends house. Yet, I was still blown away. The reason it took me over an hour to get ready for a casual night was because I would stop halfway through applying my make up to listen to Fame and Fortune, or stop with my jeans halfway up my legs to listen to Dead for Love, and of course, had to reapply my make up because I cried at You’re My Waterloo. Critics have said that fans will find their new favourite Libertines album in Anthems for Doomed Youth and at first I didn’t believe it was possible, but they were completely right.
There’s a sophistication to the third album, it still maintains the classic Libertines charm, it’s still a bit messy, loud and is the musical equivalent of jumping around in a circle with your mates, but it’s also more polished. The vocals sound better than they have done in the previous two albums, you can actually understand a majority of the lyrics. There’s also a sense of optimism in this third album, in a way only The Libertines could carry off, for example in Barbarians ‘the world’s fucked but it won’t get me down’ and of course, in Gunga Din and Anthem for Doomed Youth, of which both hold the same sense of optimism, that everything will be fine. I suppose this makes the album release even more bittersweet given Pete’s current situation. The Libertines have always given me hope, no lyric means more to me than ‘if you’ve lost your faith in love and music, the end won’t be long’ and the reason it gave me hope was because I had faith in The Libertines, and I feel that exact same faith when listening to the third album. The songs sound more accessible, in the way that my best friend who’s favourite song at the moment is Marvin Gaye listened to Heart of the Matter and told me how much she loved it. The songs are less aggressive and messy as their older songs, not that it means they don’t sound like The Libertines, it just shows how much they have grown.
A lot of people were sceptical about the third album, they thought that The Libertines would have lost it after such a long time, and after so much has happened between Pete and Carl, yet Anthems for Doomed Youth proves even the most pessimistic of Libertines fans wrong. The inclusion of You’re My Waterloo on the album is a real highlight, and I am so pleased they put it on there. I think it really signifies how far they have come as a band, and Pete and Carl have as partners, in a completely platonic way of course (if you felt it was needless for me to mention that you clearly haven’t seen their Tumblr tag). It does reduce me to tears every time I listen to it, and I don’t think that will change for a while. There’s a lot of meaning in the lyrics to every song, as there always is with The Libertines, yet in this album it feels like the message is a lot clearer than in the other albums. You know sometimes you come across a lyric that sticks with you and will mean more than most people will know? There are lyrics just like that in every single song on this album. From ‘you can’t fumigate the demons, no matter how much you smoke’ to ‘like Tin soldiers, responding to the call, to Camden we will crawl’. I have never had more faith in Pete Doherty as a lyricist as I have in this album.
I realise I have gone on for almost a thousand words about how much I fucking love this album. I apologise for swearing but that’s the only way I can tell you how much I love it. The Libertines have taken everything great about their first two albums and turned it into an incredible third album. The Libertines have not failed us, and it was definitely worth the wait. If you ever need more evidence that The Libertines are one of the greatest bands of our generation then all you have to do is listen to this album. I don’t know how long it will be before we get a fourth album, or if we ever will. I don’t know what’s going to happen to Pete, or the fate of The Libertines after this album, but for now, we have Anthems for Doomed Youth, and that is more than enough.