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When Arctic Monkeys came good on an endless whirl of feverish underground hype in the early â00s, it was evident that the course of indie rock had changed forever. Here was a band that was plain-speaking, feisty, exciting and seemingly without ego, that proved their mettle by shunning publicity, and had sold out the legendary London Astoria (now sadly closed, 2000-capacity in its prime) before they had even signed a record deal.
Six chart-topping LPs, two live albums and two EPs later, the band â frontman Alex Turner, lead guitarist Jamie Cook, bassist Nick OâMalley and drummer Matt Helders â have undergone several shapeshifting transformations. From the punkish nature of their earliest material to the soaring guitar pop of 2011âs âSuck It And Seeâ and the experimental opus that is 2018âs âTranquility Base Hotel & Casinoâ, they have remained one of the most groundbreaking and influential acts of our times over the past decade-and-a-half.
The Sheffield gangâs illustrious career is celebrated in this bumper list. For the sake of clarity, all unreleased tracks and demos â including those from 2004âs now-infamous âBeneath The Boardwalkâ collection â are disqualified, as is any material under their sometime Death Ramps alias, alongside the wealth of covers they have released out over the years. Dig in!

â2013â (2013)Â
This straight-up rock tune was recorded during the âAMâ sessions. And letâs say itâs not quite up there with âR U Mine?â.
âI.D.S.Tâ (2009)
âI.D.S.Tâ is the clear victor of the âHow many times can the title be repeated throughout the entire songâ challenge.
âElectricityâ (2012)
The B-side to the explosive âTeddy Pickerâ. Not as good as âTeddy Pickerâ.
âChun Li Flying Bird Kickâ (2005)
There are no words on this âStreet Fighterâ-inspired tune, which picked up a Grammy nomination (for Best Rock Instrumental Performance in 2007). It’s one of the mere five that the band have earned across a wildly illustrious career â a true injustice.
âSketcheadâ (2009)
A funny one, this. Itâs far from clear how seriously we should take âSketcheadâ, a jumpy punk ditty that tackles a louche-sounding character with relative gusto. Yet its sandpapery hooks make it sound like a bit of an afterthought.
‘If You Found This Itâs Probably Too Lateâ (2007)
On this so-so B-side, scatter-brained melodies fight for dominance in a pretty claustrophobic space. There is a lot going on here.
âFright Lined Dining Roomâ (2009)Â
This is the final song from the 10â vinyl release of âHumbugâ single âCornerstoneâ. It’s quietly cunning lyrical content is overall burdened by a hopscotching rhythm section.
âMatadorâ (2007)
This instrumental burbles on for five minutes before Turner breaks into a murmuring half-rap, which only lasts for (drumroll, please) 15 seconds.
âThe Blond-O-Sonic Shimmer Trapâ (2011)
This middling track isnât particularly offensive, but is submerged in a shadowy pool of reverb, the mixing shoddy.
âThe Bad Thingâ (2007)
Thereâs a reason this âFavourite Worst Nightmareâ track hasnât ever been played live. The final lyric, âShe said, âIt’s the red wine this time,â but that is no excuseâ is good, though, as is the abrupt ending that acts as a full stop on the statement.
âDa Frame 2Râ (2007)
Ostensibly pronounced âThe Frame Tourâ, this is a bonus track from the Japanese release of âFavourite Worst Nightmareâ. The verses are quick-witted, sure, but it becomes increasingly hard to take in all the songâs elements.
âI Want It Allâ (2013)
Itâs a bit of a shame that âI Want It Allâ made the final cut for âAMâ, the bandâs most consistent and complete record to date.
âJoining The Dotsâ (2010)
There are fleeting moments where this misty number twinkles with promise (the distortion-heavy chorus skyrockets to another plane), but it lacks the essential, magnetic pull of your typical Monkeys tune.
âWhat If You Were Right The First Time?â (2007)
Excess is pared away on this repetition-heavy track, where riff after riff crashes down at a rate of knots. Itâs a noisy indie rock song â end of.
âDangerous Animalsâ (2009)
With its swampy riff progression and mnemonic refrain â be honest, âA-N-I-M-A-L!â is a pesky earworm at best â the languorous âDangerous Animalsâ meanders a little.
âThe Afternoonâs Hatâ (2010)
A chilly vibe sweeps through this âHumbugâ outtake. The lyrics remain frustratingly opaque and the vocals continuously muted, both reinforcing the numbness that hangs over the languid track.
âStickinâ To The Floorâ (2006)
This is arguably Arctic Monkeys at their least melodic, a throttling thrash of double-speed aggression. It is perhaps best to enjoy the goofy parts, rather than the serious ones.
âDonât Forget Whose Legs Youâre Onâ (2010)
Wrapped around an uncomplicated piano melody repeated for three and a half minutes straight, âDonât Forget Whose Legs Youâre Onâ is an extremely bleak song, but partially redeems itself with Turnerâs darkest vocal performance yet.
âToo Much To Askâ (2009)
Wrestling with the unbearable pain and embarrassment that accompanies rejection, this B-side throws the following plea into the ring: âWhen you fit me / As Sunday’s frozen pitch fits the thermos flask…âÂ
âStill Take You Homeâ (2006)Â
âStill Take You Homeâ is one of many grand examples that Turnerâs lyrics make for the perfect Instagram caption: âYouâre a Topshop princess / A rockstar, too.â
âGolden Trunksâ (2018)
This one perhaps falls a tad short of âTranquility Base Hotel & Casinoâs grand, seemingly endless ambition.
âFire and The Thudâ (2009)
This is a dark and emotionally distant mood piece that gives way to intense self-doubt. Itâs not vintage Monkeys, but the release of layered harmonies towards the end is gorgeous.
âCigarette Smoker Fionaâ (2006)
A remake of the fiery demo that featured on 2004âs fan-made âBeneath The Boardwalkâ collection, this track about a tricky house party flirtation is driven by a level of bullish confidence that only a VK-bladdered teenager could conjure up.
â7â (2006)
This ragtag bop could essentially be a hidden track on the bandâs equally scrappy debut album. The best of a bunch of B-sides to the outstanding âWhen The Sun Goes Downâ, itâs a dose of energetic fun that encourages multiple listens.
âDonât Sit Down âCause I Moved Your Chairâ (2011)
This one cruises by a little too easily on a big, gnarly chorus, and it feels like whiplash to go from the ever-shifting textures that permeate this singleâs surrounding album âSuck It And See. That said, fans love it.
âYou Probably Couldnât See For The Lights But You Were Staring Straight At Meâ (2006)
If you can get past the fact that the title is a right olâ mouthful, this song isnât all at all bad. The shout-speak verses make for an entertaining two-minute head-banging session, yet it isnât half as interesting as the rest of âWhatever People Say I AmâŠâ.
‘Who The Fuck Are Arctic Monkeys?â (2006)
Paired with a ridiculously catchy refrain, this track sees the band take aim at naysayers: âtell âem to take out their tongues,â Matt Helders sneers. The track strikes a fair balance between whimsy and moodiness.
âSettle For A Drawâ (2006)
Upbeat and well-intentioned, this is a perfectly fine tune. The hi-hats pop and the guitar groove shimmies along on this early, non-album cut, and thereâs an endearing youthfulness to the intro: âOne, two, three, four! (Roll that faster, man).â
âPerhaps Vampires Is A Bit Strong ButâŠâ (2006)
Thriving off a punk-leaning spirit, this debut album track swaggers forward in a blaze of gritty guitars and drums that smack harder by the second. Try not humming along to the robust bassline.
âBalaclavaâ (2007)
Even if this one is rather clunky and monotonous in places, the incredibly tight riffs and unexpected, explosive outbursts save the day. Itâs pushed forward by enough revved-up adrenaline to make you feel invincible.
âThis House Is A Circusâ (2007)Â
âFavourite Worst Nightmareâ was the first Arctic Monkeys album to be helmed by Simian Mobile Discoâs James Ford, and the LPâs sharpened focus on punchy hooks and melodies comes to the fore on songs like this one, which thrives off a full-blooded delivery.
âPlastic Trampâ (2007)
Featuring some rather nifty guitar work from Miles Kane (the de facto fifth Arctic Monkey) the guitar lines on this âFluorescent Adolescentâ B-side are vivid and expressive, and build up to a superb a Capella section thatâs buoyed by a thrum of bass.

âThe Bakeryâ (2007)
Shrouded in an atmosphere of self-loathing and dim romance, this is where Turnerâs vocals soar over a melancholic guitar-pop tune. Lyrically, the temptations of life on the road are brushed off with an insouciant shrug, and the instrumental sounds purposefully lackadaisical, as if to harbour the point.
âTemptation Greets You Like Your Naughty Friend’ feat. Dizzee Rascal (2007)Â
Heeereâs Dizzee! The east London MC booted a much-needed kick up the arse this murky ditty (which appeared on his third album, 2007’s âMaths + Englishâ).
âScience Fictionâ (2018)
âTranquility Base Hotel & Casinoâ is a largely excellent album with its recurring dystopian themes and deeply affecting songs. But sometimes it all feels a little too intense, and this track stands as evidence of that. A menacing hulk of itchy, nervous, âHumbugâ-esque space-rock to bug out to, âScience Fictionâ isnât quite as deep as you want it to be.
âI Havenât Got My Strangeâ (2009)
Amidst a mountain of zippy riffage here lay lines so pointed and sharp that it often takes a minute for them to click. âI had a hole in the pocket of my favourite coat / And my love dropped into the liningâ, Turner intones of an affair atop a sprightly rhythm. Itâs remarkably dexterous, both lyrically and musically.
âYouâre So Darkâ (2013)
The Hollywood-worthy drama of âYouâre So Darkâ could be attributed to the time the band spent living in LA while recording their fifth album âAMâ. With name-checks to gothic literary giants H.P. Lovecraft and Edgar Allan Poe, it can flip from coquettish to macabre in an instant, and portrays a fatal dalliance so vividly that it is worthy of an Oscar.
âBrick By Brickâ (2011)
A surprise release that dropped without any form of explanation, âBrick By Brickâ marked the exact moment that the band stopped taking themselves so bloody seriously. A galloping, deliciously funny racket made up of just 27 words, the lead single from âSuck It And Seeâ is a Grade-A troll.

âBigger Boys and Stolen Sweetheartsâ (2005)
Lyrically, the classic B-side to âI Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloorâ reads like the script of a telenovela. Despite being set in Godâs Own County â rather than a glorious Latin American city â the narrative boasts all the right tropes: a comic love triangle! An empty threat! A green-eyed monster trying to wreak havoc! Itâs cheesy and transportive all at once.
âShe Looks Like Funâ (2018)
When listening to this song in 2020, it is impossible to turn a blind eye to how spookily prescient the lyrics are. âNo one’s on the streets / We moved it all online as of Marchâ, goes the bridge, sounding a little too on the nose for this pandemic-stricken year. Itâs a gleaming example of a band who have always been ahead of their time.
âRiot Vanâ (2006)
Picture this: the sun has set, the heady rush from another night of underage drinking has worn off, and the coppers are circling like buzzardsâ bring on the unfortunate consequences! This delirious image forms the crux of âRiot Vanâ, a smartly observed account of an unhinged night out.
âPotion Approachingâ (2009)
This sprawling stoner rock jam is hypnotic enough that one listen can leave you feeling like youâve tripped into a surreal film scene. Turnerâs smoky vocal sounds so close it’s as if he is lurking in the near-distance, while the brisk tempo changes are spine-tingling enough to soundtrack that moment in a horror film where the car wonât start, the villain approaching.
âBatphoneâ (2018)
Peer beyond the unending criticism of technology here and focus on the intensity of the whirring instrumentals that surround this dazzling moonshot â the mechanical drums are played on a loop right until the end. âBatphoneâ is intricately detailed in every sense of the word: each passage aims to stun, and that it sure does.

âDance Little Liarâ (2009)
Legend has it that a demo of this smoldering tune was what convinced Queens Of The Stone Ageâs Josh Homme to invite the band to his Joshua Tree studio, Rancho De La Luna. There certainly must be some truth in that â here, the desert influences are loud and clear: a psychedelic mid-section, some sludgy stop-start passages and snarls of fuzz.
âMy Propellerâ (2009)
Is it an elongated innuendo? A cautionary euphemism for cocaine? The true meaning of this brooding number has long been hotly debated, and still seems to elude everyone but the band themselves. But letâs be real: the crafty refrain ââAve a spin on my propeller…â can only point towards the former. Those cheeky MonkeysâŠ
âThe Worldâs First Monster Truck Front Flipâ (2018)
Every track on the taut and world-weary âTranquility Base Hotel & Casinoâ possesses the ability to shake and rattle the soul, but this unnerving lullaby is where the band court and juxtapose darkness with curiosity via the most sublime of arrangements. âYou push the button and we’ll do the restâ, they chime, mocking the warping effects of technology.
âNettlesâ (2007)
A song that is both equal parts jarring and delightful; there are splinters of excellence here. âNettlesâ finds Arctic Monkeys hark back to their scrappy pub rock roots, as they warp a DIY approach with surging riffs and daft humour (âHe was a toothpick and the garlic and the cinderâ), while being spurred on by Heldersâ series of frenetic drum grooves.
âMad Soundsâ (2013)
An inspiring ode to the power of song in the same vein as the ABBA classic âThank You For The Musicâ (weâre not joking!), this heart-swelling tune gradually shifts into a delightful waltz that feels like basking in the swirling lights on the dancefloor at the end of the night. It is a quiet show-stopper that finds new ways to reward every time you listen to it.

âStop The World I Wanna Get Off With Youâ (2013)
On what should have been an album track, an unraveling romance is unpacked over a foot-stomping beat and dirty guitar licks. The devilishy catchy B-side to âWhyâd You Only Call Me When Youâre High?â finds itself flirting in and around a dead-end dive bar, where daring glances are shared and avoided. Itâs fun, itâs cheeky, itâs saucy.
âD Is For Dangerousâ (2007)
An agile call-and-response vocal trade between Turner and Helders slams head-on into this straight-up indie banger. Boosted by snapping percussion and a zig-zagging bassline, itâs deceptively raunchy (âThe dirty little Herbert was seeking an escape / But the place was well-guardedâ), and the band embrace the intensity of it all with aplomb.
âRed Light Indicates Door Are Secured’ (2006)
This walloping track retells a laddish tale as old as time: a seriously silly night out on the town that climaxes with a scuffle at the taxi rank. The storyline manages to pluck minutiae from a blurred version of events, while musically, repeated loops of a hefty, top-tapping bassline keeps things as uncluttered as possible.
âOnly Ones Who Knowâ (2007)
As the sole ballad of âFavourite Worst Nightmareâ â the meatiest, heaviest Monkeys album of âem all â youâd be forgiven for overlooking this outlier. But let it be known that this swooping, wistful chamber pop number is a welcomed acoustic turn on an album that hops between sharp-toothed riffing and relentless bolts of noise.
‘I Wanna Be Yoursâ (2013)
For anyone well-versed in Arctic Monkeys folklore, John Cooper Clarke has always been a crucial figure. Rumour has it that not only has Turner does have the punk-poet iconâs name tattooed on him somewhere, but that the band stuck with their much-hated name after Clarke gave it the nod of approval. This ballad adaptation of his 1982 poem is a fitting tribute, then.
âFiresideâ (2013)
âFiresideâ has probably broken its fair share of hearts over the years. Reeling from the dissolution of a long-term relationship, itâs here where Turner speaks his upset plainly: âAnd I thought I was yours forever / Or maybe I was mistaken?â. But he isnât moping. This songâs jaunty percussive section is too immediate to allow for any sort of pity party.
âSheâs Thunderstormsâ (2011)
You know that early stage of dating someone where the giddiness threatens to overwhelm? And the newfound excitement hits you with the same sort of power as a hammer dropping on a high striker with enough force to knock the bell? Yeah, thatâs exactly what listening to the lovestruck âSheâs Thunderstormsâ feels like.
âNo.1 Party Anthemâ (2013)
The neon-hued title for this track completely belies its beautifully melancholic approach, from the sombre lyrics to the looping production that comprises keening piano and waves of tender acoustic guitar. Itâs an immensely moving, nostalgic ballad where the most resonant lines (âThe look of love, the rush of bloodâ) are belted out with heart-on-sleeve conviction.
âBlack Treacleâ (2011)
Shot through with purposeful imagery, this dreamy reverie fuses flickering guitar loops and a simple chord progression â the result: a bittersweet, emotionally inflected love song dedicated to a lover and their vice. Within this warm, exuberant dreamscape of a track, the bandâs feather-light harmonies drift away but never get lost in the mix. Sublime.
âKnee Socksâ (2013)Â
The hyper-specific details of âKnee Socksâ are hard to ignore. Who was it that refashioned the sky blue Lacoste in question? And where on earth did they go? Alas, the cryptic lyrics here refuse to offer up a satisfactory answer, but by indulging in a hip-shaking rock groove, this stunning track instead directs your attention to its addictive staccato rhythm.
âNo Busesâ (2006)
Give this song three minutes and itâll bring you to tears. Grappling with the soul-crushing feeling of an inevitable teenage breakup, this is where youthful abandon gives way to weight and blame. âLady, whereâs your love gone?â sighs a particularly exhausted-sounding Turner. His voice is tender and resigned, as if he is grieving.
âAll My Own Stuntsâ (2011)
By the time âAll My Own Stuntsâ appears seven songs into âSuck It And Seeâ, the scene has already been set: the love is vast and flowing. But when this mid-album track gallops in with lyrical guitar work and soaring, velvety melodies, the sense of romance really picks up the pace. Giddy up!

âThe Jewellerâs Handsâ (2009)
Sometimes romantic, sometimes frightening, the strangely charismatic âThe Jewellerâs Handsâ is the swelling peak of âHumbugâ. The orchestral flourishes, sputtering drums and driving guitar perfectly complement each other until the 3:07-minute mark, when the chugging instrumental spirals into something malicious and dark: a psych-rock freakout or a bewildering trick.
âTranquility Base Hotel & Casinoâ (2018)
âPull me in close on a crisp eve, baby / Kiss me underneath the moon’s side boobâ, Turner sings with a warbling falsetto, in a way that helps this eyebrow-raising in-gag almost make sense. The narration here â however ludicrous it may be â is direct and self-assured, and spotlights some restrained crooning before the harpsichord kicks in.
âReckless Serenadeâ (2011)
Precisely one minute into this soft-rock bop, Turner lands on something magical and from there, everything ascends. âWhen she laughs the heavens hum a stun-gun lullabyâ, he sings, his vocal spirited and rosy. Cushioned by a doo-wop bounce and a streak of romantic guitar lines, this is the type of song you can almost feel. Itâs sort of contagious.
âSnap Out Of Itâ (2013)
Full of bounce and shine, âSnap Out Of Itâ is a delightful shot of jangly pop escapism that shimmers over a snappy melody and insistent backbeat. Each line is enunciated with precision and a playful wink, which makes the pointed lyrics (âDarling, how could you be so blind?â) all the more striking and replayable. Itâs a vibrant moment of casual magic.
âPiledriver Waltzâ (2011)Â
There are two versions of this song and frankly, itâs difficult to pick which one is superior. The first â which appears on the Submarine soundtrack â is more gently delivered, yet the second is more technically resounding. But both are so profoundly wistful and intimate that listening to âPiledriver Waltzâ feels like eavesdropping on a painfully protracted breakup.

âThe Hellcat Spangled Shalalalaâ (2011)Â
This is the closest to a pure pop song that Arctic Monkeys have ever ventured, and it illustrates romantic wonder with heart-stopping elegance, whilst revelling in the tiniest of lifeâs details. âHer steady hands may well have done the devil’s pedicureâ, Turner blushes.
âAmerican Sportsâ (2018)
âAmerican Sportsâ illustrates the view from Tranquility Base, the bandâs fictional hotel-come-taqueria for the 2018 album. Itâs smart, itâs gutsy, and lyrics of survival, religious control and technological destruction paint surreal and compelling pictures of dystopian ideals atop spacey reverb and ever-shifting piano.
âLibrary Picturesâ (2011)
Loud, over-the-top and absolutely tongue-in-cheek,âLibrary Picturesâ is equivalent to swallowing a dictionary and washing it down with a can of Red Bull. Nursery rhymes (âGive me an eeny, meeny, miny, moâ) cartwheel over vaguely menacing drum kicks, and Turner even finds space to poke fun at his metaphor-drunk lyricism: âDraw some ellipses to chase you round the room / Through curly straws and metaphors and gooâ.
‘If You Were There, Bewareâ (2007)
Arctic Monkeysâ world got a little louder in the year following their seminal debut album, and this song goes big to meet the surrounding noise of the paparazzi who would hound them. Squalls of reverb-y drum rolls and vicious guitars circle around as the band contemplate discarding it all; their distress real is, their frustration earned.
âDancing Shoesâ (2006)
âGet on your dancing shoes / You sexy little swineâ, exclaims a sprightly Turner amid a whirl of pummelling riffs and shoutalong verses that started from sheer chaos and developed into steely indie-rock stomp. All this teasing and taunting becomes increasingly hard to resist, and perfectly captures the rabble-rousing spirit of early Arctic Monkeys.

âAnyways’ (2018)Â
The sweeping curtain call of the âTranquility Base Hotel & Casinoâ era, the chorus-less âAnywaysâ, is disarmingly self-reflective. There are times when Turner canât even finish his thoughts. Itâs as if heâs a stoneâs throw away from the listener â we can hear his footsteps, the yearning in his voice, the ghosts that linger in his head.
âTeddy Pickerâ (2007)
By this point, singing about fame and all its spoils was nothing new for the band (the titular song of 2006âs âWho The Fuck Are Arctic Monkeys?â EP bled this arc dry), but this ferocious tirade against the too-much, too-quick mentality of the music industry is razor-sharp and relentless. âDonât concern us with your bollocksâ, they scoff. Right on!
âCatapultâ (2009)
Obscured by the regality of its A-side âCornerstoneâ, this hidden treat is one of the greatest examples of Turnerâs nimble, vivid and wickedly funny wordplay. It offers a pin-sharp takedown of the guy we all love to hate: the experienced heartbreaker with an enviable superiority complex. Think Ross from Friends, sans the leather trousers.
âDespair In The Departure Loungeâ (2006)
The finest cut to be taken from the haphazard âWho The Fuck Are Arctic Monkeys?â EP, this tear-eliciting number reveals the band at their endearing best. Simultaneously heartfelt and charming, each verse intensifies that queasy, helpless feeling of a relationship divided by distance, both romantically and geographically.
âCrying Lightningâ (2009)
The towering lead single off âHumbugâ frames a romantic relationship not as an inevitably, but a dare. This is where the albumâs gloomy, callous aesthetic reaches dazzling heights, with the most microscopic of details (âWith folded arms you occupied the bench like toothacheâ) translating to sustained melodrama.

âOld Yellow Bricksâ (2007)
Accentuated by a writhing bassline and garage rock swagger, this âWizard Of Ozâ-inspired tune captures the youthful naivety of leaving your hometown in search of somewhere, bigger, brighter, better. The evocative lyrics explode into a striking allegory on its final line: âI know I said, âWho wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up?â/ But Dorothy was right, though.â
âWhyâd You Only Call Me When Youâre High?â (2013)
All chunky beats, clockwork drum patterns and R&B-lite production, the third single from the game-changing âAMâ is one of the flirtiest-sounding things the band have done to date. This noted fan-favourite wittily summarises an intoxicated crime that many have accidentally committed in the after-hours: the roll-out of one too many drunken voicemails.
âLeave Before The Lights Come Onâ (2006)
Despite its thorny subject matter â an instantly regrettable one night stand, no less â musically, âLeave Before The Lights Come Onâ is a bolt of heart-stopping joy, full of buoyant, hopeful riffs. This standalone single even wraps up with a well-placed offer from our remorseful protagonist: âIâll walk you up, what timeâs the bus come?â
âFour Out Of Fiveâ (2018)
Itâs easy to marvel at the expansiveness of âFour Out Of Fiveâ: itâs sleek, infinitely quotable, unsubtle, a little ridiculous. Everything here sounds as if it suspended above Earth: its absurdist lounge-pop soundscape, its invitation to a taqueria on the moon. This is not just Arctic Monkeysâ space hotel; itâs their world. Weâre simply visiting.
âSuck It And Seeâ (2011)
âSuck It And Seeâ explores that feeling of being dumbstruck by the full force of falling for someone. âYour kiss, it could put creases in the rainâ, a soft-eyed Turner tenderly coos. In just nine words, it perfectly articulates something most of us spend a lifetime trying to understand: the beautiful discomfort of this certain type of feeling, which can knock you for six.
âWhen The Sun Goes Downâ (2006)
âI said, ‘Heâs a scumbag, donât you know⊒â spits Turner, and a millisecond later, the whole thing instantly starts thundering into life. On this indie dancefloor mainstay, beefy, distorted riffs, merciless drums and an all-out anthemic chorus bid to outdo each other. It all feels like a sudden rush of blood to the head, but one weâll still gladly suffer over again.
âFake Tales Of San Franciscoâ (2005)
Multifaceted storytelling and an impeccably airtight rhythm section results in a tremendous payoff on the bandâs first-ever recorded track. Underneath the circular bass loops, this is a key document in understanding Arctic Monkeysâ meteoric rise from the underground up â they were slick, smart and brushed off the scepticism with audacious bangers like this one.
âLove Is A Laserquestâ (2011)
âLove Is A Laserquestâ is mournful. Itâs subtle. Itâs a gently bruised song that waltzes in circles with a dozen conflicting emotions, before reforming and starting again. It sounds like it could be playing out entirely in Turnerâs head, though a serenity in his tone that suggests heâs likely to emerge just fine â regardless of whether we believe him.

âOne For The Roadâ (2013)
A steady slow-burn of a song built on an Americana-tinged jam and guest vocals from quiff connoisseur and hard rock icon Josh Homme, the moody âOne For The Roadâ comes together via a smoky intensity that is an evocative slice of a noirish drama.
âOne Point Perspectiveâ (2018)
The retro-gazing title promises something intensely cinematic, and that it delivers. âOne Point Perspectiveâ is a rapture of swooning, big-screen excess, and when played live, Turner allows himself to get caught up in it by faithfully acting out the closing line âBear wiâ me, man / I lost my train of thoughtâ, as if the Academy is watching, every single time.
âEvil Twinâ (2011)
âDo you like rock and roll?â Turner would hoot by way of stately introduction to this mighty B-side, one of the many gems that adorned the bandâs early 2010s setlists. His question quickly became redundant: âEvil Twinâ is the end of a tether compressed into a no-muss, no-fuss barnstormer where riffs roar and the drumming rollicks. Tha knows!
âPretty Visitorsâ (2009)
Fair play to those who can recite the raucous verses of âPretty Visitorsâ with precision. Itâs an incredibly hard task to keep up with; this is Heldersâ drumming at its most furious, Turnerâs lyrics at their most knotty. Yet this everything-at-once, wiggy assault is heroically funny â âWhat came first, the chicken or the dickhead?â, Turner cries at one point.
âMardy Bumâ (2006)
An ode to a rather crabby girlfriend, this accidental anthem is brief, playful, and full of gently libidinous digs (âRemember cuddles in the kitchen to get things off the ground?â), to the point where its persistence feels endearing. Though the songwriting may not feel as strong and intricate as that of the rest of the debut album, it’s sung with an impish smile that makes it impossible not to crack a grin of your own.
âFrom The Ritz To The Rubbleâ (2005)
This is one enormous song. First appearing on the now-sought-after âFive Minutes With Arctic Monkeysâ EP â which catapulted the band to underground indie notoriety in summer 2005 â the big, jagged riffs that erupt after the verses throw the songâs rowdy imagery into sharp relief. It all climaxes with a cathartic yell, a wild howl into the void.
âBrianstormâ (2007)
âBrianstormâ is a fucking blast. Every adrenaline-filled riff, every lairy image and unsettling pause is unleashed at a pace reckless enough to floor you â a point driven home by the way this scrappy indie-rock belter rumbles and ends with a thunderous boom. Itâs the type of tune that can leave you breathless while trying to relish it all in the moment.
â505â (2007)
Intensified by a haunting organ sample from Ennio Morriconeâs spaghetti Western The Good, The Bad And The Ugly, the crestfallen â505â possesses a rich, filmic depth that sparks even brighter with every pulsing beat. And that muscular, aching refrain â âBut I crumble completely when you cryâ â is the crown jewel of any Arctic Monkeys show.
âThe Ultracheeseâ (2018)
Coloured by overlapping shades of pain and regret, this fragile piano ballad contains some of the bandâs most difficult, inward-looking material yet. When this waltzing number culminates in a devastating plea: âI’ve done some things that I shouldn’t have done / But I haven’t stopped loving you onceâ, it offers an invitation to move through the grief as one.

âSecret Doorâ (2009)
Alex Turner has never written a straightforward love song, a fact that âSecret Doorâ builds upon. A glorious, ethereal incantation steeped in a romance so pure and luminous that it drifts along as if by magic, sharp musicianship heightens emotion with each perfectly timed crescendo, while he sings the poetic refrain as if heâs under a spell.
âThatâs Where Youâre Wrongâ (2011)
In retrospect, âThatâs Where Youâre Wrongâ served as the climax of âSuck It And Seeâ, as well as everything Arctic Monkeys had done up to that point. This wondrous, big-hearted tale of a blossoming love glimmers like the hazy LA sunset under which it was recorded, until the sprawling melody affixes itself to a moment. A new beginning; a full realisation.
âThe View From The Afternoonâ (2006)
Operating with a devilish grin, âThe View From The Afternoonâ flexes a cheeky sense of self-awareness from the off. âAnticipation has a habit to set you up…â, it so famously and pointedly begins. Which other band would have the balls to pierce vertiginous hype from critics and fans alike by opening their debut album with such a corker, before repeating it again â word-for-bloody-word â at the start of the second verse?
âArabellaâ (2013)
Is this the sexiest Arctic Monkeys song ever? Bolstered by a riff inspired by Black Sabbathâs âWar Pigsâ, this electric hard-rock stomper flashes a knowing grin, rolls out a litany of cool come-ons, and has all the sudden jolts of alluring imagery necessary to set many a mind whirring. Turnerâs lusty drawl lingers like a dangling cigarette, as he dissects that particular type of painful, life-consuming longing.âAnd her lips are like the galaxyâs edgeâ, he deadpans, knowing sheâll forever be out of reach.

âCornerstoneâ (2009)
Within each swirling, lovelorn guitar loop of âCornerstoneâ is a devastatingly specific, painful memory. âI’m beginning to think I’ve imagined you all alongâ, Turner laments over a newly absent partner halfway through, as heavy thoughts about love and loss flow by. The second single from âHumbugâ charts a sly indoor smoke, a case of dĂ©jĂ vu in the pub, a reflective taxi ride home, and embodies exactly what many of Turnerâs stories are made of: seemingly mundane moments that alchemise into big, sensitive narratives.
âFluorescent Adolescentâ (2007)
The sheer joy of âFluorescent Adolescentâ is nothing but infectious. It is so glorious and unsteady, so beautiful and silly, and more than a decade on has lost none of its size and sparkle. This fantastical fairytale journey into the woes of ageing ungracefully is brazen in its bite, wit and phallic references: âWas it a Mecca dauber or a betting pencil?â Yet the song possesses enough romance to make your bones tingle, and enough emotion to set your heart alight.
âDo Me A Favourâ (2007)
Housing the ultimate kiss-off to a lying cheat â âperhaps ‘Fuck off’ might be too kindâ â this scything track depicts an indefinite feeling of regret, and pushes through a turbulent maelstrom of hurt and disgust with the breakneck speed of a Fast & Furious car chase. When, halfway through the song, Turnerâs bitter diatribe against a former lover vaults into a heart-thumping crescendo (âDo me a favour and break my noseâ), it feels like it could all explode at any moment, just like in the movies.
âR U Mine?â (2012)Â
Originally surfacing in early 2012 as a part of Record Store Day UK, âR U Mine?â kicked off a remarkable run of releases that paved the way for the invincible, record-breaking âAMâ in 2013, for which it was reworked and re-released as the mighty lead single. This exhilarating track made for one of the bandâs greatest displays of their power yet, and they knew that, too: In the accompanying black-and-white video, as the first gargantuan riff lets rip, Helders and Turner snarl, wink and break into a round of boisterous air-drumming with abandon.
The bravado never fades. Hip hop-indebted verses are slung out in a deft, cocksure cadence, making this refreshing change of pace for the band seem tantalising and limitless. That rockânâroll, eh?
âStar Treatmentâ (2018)
No one was quite prepared for âStar Treatmentâ. âI just wanted to be one of The Strokes,â began the bandâs masterful sixth album. âNow look at the mess you made me make.â A collective gasp was taken. How could one half-spoken lyric invoke guilt, youth, regret, and finality that intensely? At first, those words loom ominously. Few opening lines have ever sounded so uncompromisingly bleak, and even fewer so bracingly frank, so heavy with despair. But augmented by a twinkling piano lead, Turnerâs stream-of-consciousness that follows is disarmingly beautiful to the point that the songâs opening shocker swiftly begins to fade out of focus, like a flickering old movie.
Itâs a flawless, startling encapsulation of everything the group sought to achieve with their greatest reinvention yet.

âDo I Wanna Know?â (2013)
âDo I Wanna Know?â was simply fated to be a smash. It boasts a blockbuster riff, an anthemic chorus, and the outsized confidence and precision borne from a band who were entering their second decade of indie-rock sovereignty, and damn right knew that they were at the peak of their powers.
The numbers don’t lie, either: to date, the R&B-dabbling songâs animated video has racked up over a billion hits on YouTube. Yet it also bears another honourable triumph â this was once the centrepiece of every indie-worshipping teenâs âaestheticsâ Tumblr page (circa 2014), and soon became an internet phenomena that developed into something even greater: a touchstone for a new, wildly committed generation of Monkeys fans.
âI Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloorâ (2005)
If thereâs one moment that defines why Arctic Monkeys were such a confounding and captivating presence when they came roaring out the gate, it was when eight fateful words were uttered at the start of their first-ever live TV recording. âWe are the Arctic Monkeys â donât believe the hypeâ, quipped a cocksure Turner, seconds before abruptly launching into a rapid-fire performance of âI Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloorâ, their indie-rock epic.
The track, with its blistering riffs and acerbic wit, is so perfectly formed, so impeccably sequenced, that even to this day you can only laugh at how absurdly good it is. It holds the power to change lives in just three golden minutes â and will continue to do so forever.
âA Certain Romanceâ (2006)
Is there anything at all romantic about outgrowing your hometown? As your teenage years draw to a close, the overfamiliarity of your locale can feel increasingly claustrophobic, but a nagging undercurrent of pride is what draws you back, time and time again. What âA Certain Romanceâ offers is a small victory. Itâs emblematic of an entire suburban adolescence. With no real chorus and very few rhythmic changes, it manages to condense and illustrate all the bombast and tension of this universal experience into five life-affirming minutes.
No other Arctic Monkeys song feels more searing, more perfect, than this one. Itâs the sound of believing in a bandâs every word, carrying them with you wherever you go, and feeling so profoundly, disgustingly grateful for each new lyric, for each indescribable emotion. As it builds to an earth shaking climax, (âWell, you won’t get me to go / Not anywhere, not anywhereâŠâ), Jamie Cookâs guitar roars and Matt Helderâs pummelling drums coalesce with Alex Turnerâs double epiphany â there is no place like home, there is no band like ours.
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