Teetering on a tightrope strung up somewhere between really bloody annoying and ‘Licensed To Ill’-era Beastie Boys in Hello Kitty backpacks, [a]The Ting Tings[/a]’ comeback track is the musical equivalent of herpes: blindingly catchy, hard to shift and likely to be massive in New York. If you’re still not sold, the fact that they’ve brilliantly nicked the corrosive drums from ‘Fix Up Look Sharp’ should seal the deal.
Leonie Cooper