I like the Arctic Monkeys for the fact that they sound like a garage band. One of the reasons Panic! At the Disco just, well, just isn't very good is because it feels constructed. It feels like a record executive sat down with them after hearing the first cut and said, "see guys this is great, fantastic, but wouldn't it be even better if you made it sound exactly like this?" Then the executive played a Fallout Boy CD. Then the band and the executive performed a blood sacrifice, after which the executive bid them adieu and disappeared in a puff of sulphur smoke, his cloven hoofprints leaving burnmarks on the carpet.