Philly punks Nothing are back from the brink with a new record that draws on some really, really bad times.
22-20s : Why Don't You Do It For Me?
Bringing the blues bang up to date...
Pity the 22-20s. Where Blind Willy Tangerine McGrubber had nowt to contend with but the odd hellhound on his trail, the Lincoln trio had a howling pack of bloodthirsty A&Rs snapping at their Converses for months. A year and a headline slot on the
NME Brit Pack Tour later, this band of young lads are perfectly primed to deliver the shock of the old. Where Bluesland is frequently inhabited by anoraks and valve-amp fetishists,
the 22-20s kick authenticity in the shins and slip Viagra in
the tea of chin-strokers. This marks the point when Jack White's candy-coloured blues get licked.
The Strokes dabble with sounds from throughout their career on a satisfying return
Once the thrill of the cast and visuals wears off, this follow-up to Tim Burton’s Alice In Wonderland is a drag
George Clooney and Julia Roberts bounce off each other like pros in this amusing take on fat cat greed
The hooks are plentiful and the energy’s palpable, but the Bottlemen still don’t have a ‘Wonderwall’