Prior to the release of Well Spent Youth, the world was gifted with We Are Monster - a microhouse album that was somewhat of a miniature masterpiece (well actually, that's what a lot of others viewed the album as. Me? I didn't really give too much of a shit). Sometimes you could be mistaken for listening to a krautrock album, what with the sampled guitars and, at times, rockish beats. Could Isolee possibly release another album with a grand reception like that of We Are Monster?
The answer is a definite "no". Why? Well, when someone releases a 'classic', people often turn into fucktards about any of the artist's future releases, saying shit like "Man, I wish this person would stop being so passe and like, make something original 'cause like, this stuff has already been done, maaaaaan". Like, seriously? Get that opinion and shove it up your loose arsehole and get over yourself. Listen to any album and absorb that shit like a sponge soaking up the semen from the bukkake you received the night before.
Moving onto the album: The sound Isolee seems to have gone for seems to be a little bit less experimental and more like it was made to be a background album for the home music listener after a long and shitty day at work. That might sound like a negative, but to me it's actually quite a good thing. There are many times where you don't feel in the mood for something out-of-this-world or captivating - you just want to relax in the company of some easy listening music, and no, I don't fucking mean the Eagles. Well Spent Youth manages to take you to that little world of happiness that you (probably) go to when you relax, and makes you feel like a pimp at the same time. I mean, for example, the track "Thirteen Times an Hour" makes you feel like you're in an elevator making out with your boss' secretary at some stereotypical office job that's full of untalkative arseholes and dickheads that wear cologne.
It's all great stuff, really. Isolee may have gotten a little less experimental and more accessible but this is not a compromise whatsoever. Well Spent Youth is still top quality shit that still manages to thump hard if you turn the volume up. If you open your ears you'll hear all sorts of things going on in the background. It's even a little adventurous at times, with the little percussive additions that come in out of nowhere to lightly compliment swelling pads and ambient background noises. Go into this album not expecting to dance and you'll be well rewarded. Just don't drink shitty beer while listening to it. It feels pretty good, but man, that taste of shitty beer swirling around in your mouth just blows.