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A band with one eye on America's taste for stadium electronica...
As it's still light, there's echoes of mid-afternoon in the festival dance tent but new material like E-munching anthem 'Coming Up Roses' with its swaggering "I'm the king of England" chorus, hints that this London four-piece have at least one eye on America's taste for stadium electronica. The dubby 'Morning Light' is the other side of the coin, a sombre tale of doing an early-morning runner from a doomed relationship, while a spritely run through 'Failure' finally gets some response from the crowd.
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