They used to be harmless enough like a kind of comic book Beatles, but seven albums later, I'll throw my hands up and say that the Boy Band That Rocks routine is getting very, very tired. Bad things: the blatant 'Bad Romance' rip-off and sixth form lyrics (one of them's 25 for Pete's sake). Good things: being spared the pantomime of the Twilight-inspired music video ("Dougie, don't go into the woods" and so on) and the hilarity that ensues when you realise that six years on, the ugly one is now getting the most love from the camera (he's dating a Saturday).