Charmingly British pop-punk, overflowing with tight little guitar hooks and twangy little vocals and a bursting sense of miniature, raging enthusiasm and fidgety rage. Makes me smile, with a Boston (the band) kind of hookiness, like Tom Scholz was turned into a teenager, plopped in England, fully aware that 2016 would find him, 69, irrelevant, but alive 4/5
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