Scratch Your Name

Holy mutha! Our tight Camden slacks can’t handle Noisettes’ ex-choirgirl frontwoman Shingai’s sleazy serenades. ‘Scratch Your Name’ lures you in with a bitten lip and come hither glare, before its frenetic chorus seals a sucker-punch pact that’s less ‘Just The Two Of Us’, more ‘Master And Servant’. Morrissey fans move out of the way, this love story’s short, sharp and sensuous. The question now is, will NME be able to claim a new pair of trousers on expenses?

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