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They're a fine addition to one of pop's most anomalous canons nonetheless.
Obsessed with Teenage Fanclub as much as The Byrds and The Beach Boys, guitars jangle and harmonies come fast and flawless. They deal in songwriting classicism - which is all too often shorthand for a lazy lack of individuality, but here it seems churlish to complain when songs come as sprightly and bright-eyed as 'Melanie' or recent single 'The Loser'. Especially as this is more a loving homage to their heroes than an irritating pastiche, and 'You've Got Me' adds a measure of REM's yearning strum to such chirpy country pop revivalism.
There is, however, the odd bleak lyrical cloud - songs about stalkers, junkies and twisted love - on the horizon of their sunny disposition. But for all that lyrical darkness, these are basically beautiful songs sung by charming wee fellas whose bottled summer spirit (their latest album is called 'Enjoy The Melodic Sunshine', after all) make Coldplay look like deranged serial killers.
As more Scots become enamoured of the golden sonic stretches of California, originality is hardly an issue. But they're a fine addition to one of pop's most anomalous canons nonetheless.
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