The picture of a softmore slump - this retreads everything their bracing debut succeeded at and comes up a pale imitation. There's little surprise, little heart, the jagged edges replaced with fuzzy shimmers, the lyrics sanded down, all the edge and sexiness feeling put on. Shit, they even named it Pretenders II.
This is what I was expecting from the Pretenders when their first album pleasantly surprised me - it's a shame that pendulum had to swing back so fast. If this was their only album they'd done I could faintly recommend it, but I can't see any point to when its predecessor outdoes it so thoroughly 2.5/5
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