Spy 51 : We Jet Hem
This is what the Manic Street Preachers would sound like if they suddenly lost all their money and had to start all over again. In a shed. Without Richie wossisname of course.
It's hard to tell if this North London three-piece are aiming to gather the fall-out of Manics fans disillusioned by their heroes' rapid rise to stadium rock status by plying a just-like-it-used-to-be sound-alike shtick, or if they believe what they are doing is an honest stab at something new and meaningful.
If you like the Manics, you'll either love this as a bloody good mid-career copy, or hate it for trying to half-inch Messrs Bradfield, Wire and erm . . . the other bloke's sound. There's really not much more that can be said.
:: Tom Alford