"A Ton of Love" signals the dumbing down of Britain’s doom and gloom imitation of New York's Interpol. As the synthesizers and fans drew away from Editors' third album In This Light and on This Evening, you could feel the eventual collapse of modern day post-punk's unlikely stars. The Birmingham quartet had it made with sophomore album An End Has a Start, with the symphonic "Smokers Outside the Hospital Doors" and piano heavy "The Racing Rats". It pulled them in to a terrain of filler and ballads rather than the fast paced eccentricity of their debut album The Back Room and its singles "Munich", "Bullets", and "Blood". They could have gone in any direction post-In This Light and on This Evening. They knew full well that going electronic and synth heavy means sacrificing the guitar roots, and this came true when lead guitarist and instrumental member Chris Urbanowicz left due to creative differences. It's clouded as to whether Urbanowicz's departure was from the increase in electronics or the departure from electronics. Sources suggest Editors have taken their fourth album The Weight of Your Love even further down the root of electronica, however this pre-release tells the complete opposite story.
I honestly don't think there can be many long term Editors fans out there that are happy with A) Urbanowicz's departure and B) this single. It takes on stadium etiquette with an even deeper Tom Smith vocal. Urbanowicz has been replaced by two members, Justin Lockey and Elliott Williams, both of which are pretty much unknown desirables. Smith and co have kept the status quo low with these two members as Editors set to offer up a happier and decisive fourth album. They just needed some fresh air, and they've taken four years for that well needed break. It's a strange move though, from the glamorous moog synthesizers of "Papillion" to the U2 arena rock of "A Ton of Love". It's been a well-received single, but one that has stood out to me as a strangely euphoric come back. An aged Smith sings the repetitious chorus: "Desire," which is huge in comparison to their stark and short structures on In This Light and on This Evening. On the track's verse, Smith sings: "I don't trust the government, I don't trust myself," in a surprisingly anxious manner, something that doesn't strike me as in Smith's nature. It follows this general rock path with basic structure and extremely basic percussion. The guitars are actually playing chords, one of the few Editors' songs to actually bare a simplistic instrumental arrangement. It just suggests that Editors are aiming for a comprehensible sound with little to show off.