Around and Around Again

The ‘around and ‘around’ of the title refers presumably to the opening riff, which the Dublin quintet enjoy so much they hang onto it for the rest of the song. Elsewhere, we find a sweaty indie-bloke bellowing about the pain of being misunderstood while the remainder of the band try to figure out who forgot to bring the tune. It’s gets better - the hook rather sweeps you to your knees - but when my laptop insisted on spitting out the CD I was for once inclined not to violate it with a pliers. A dripping wodge of predictability, slapped in your face like wet herring.