Pure early-00's, that angular motorik shoutalong stuff made for bopping along to - think Hot Hot Heat / Franz Ferdinand with a British pop ease that reminds me of...Ash? (Robin?). It's laser-focused stuff, never deviating one inch from its dogged pursuit of each song's (admittedly, often pretty tasty) chorus / riff / sentiment about being a justalittle lovelorn and angsty.
Catchy but forgettable, especially in the whitewash of well-crashed near-identical also-rans 3/5
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