The Beatific Visions

For a fey bunch of thinking-men like Brakes, songs addressing the existence of God, the complexities of being, the levels of CO2 emitted by long-haul flights and the energy you waste editing your Facebook profile are as everyday as an Amy Winehouse no-show. So imagine the furore on listening to the sun-kissed surf-jangle of ‘The Beatific Visions’ to discover that there’s no activist tract and in fact – NO WAY! – this one’s all about the pleasures of spunking. Trumping pseudo-intellectualism for old-fashioned humping, it proves that even the supposedly high-minded can’t resist the allure of a good orgasm.