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Straightahead rock, no apologies.
Imagine your Beach Boys CD started skipping but you liked it better that way.
If you gotta have some beats, you gotta have some Nightmares on Wax. Moody interludes for slick rainy asphalt.
Dark and light, sparse and lush, this is an album of dynamics and contrast, fronted by an angelic female voice.
A master songwriter effortlessly putting out majestic compositions that will stick in your head for weeks.
Great singalong spirit, hot flaming hooks, and actual things to say.
Dense arrangements make for a hallucinatory experience as each song feels like a symphony passing you by at light speed.
Pitch perfect UK reggae from the Slits vocalist, full of heavenly harmonies and thumping bass.