The Rifles - 'Sweetest Thing'

A whirl of paisley cravats

Like a fancy dress party where everyone’s come as Paul Weller, The Rifles’ mod-us operandi is to make like The Jam man at every available opportunity. This is a whirl of paisley cravats with nods to a heavily sanitised, Tesco Value sort of psychedelia, more likely to have you pondering your tax return than hallucinating about running naked through cornfields with Jesus in a spacesuit.

Leonie Cooper

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