Sheffield glamour fiends debate the politics of love
This finds them sharpening unvarnished nails into talons as fraught verse explodes into gleaming über-pop chorus and Kate Jackson lays out the minutes of the relationship’s entente cordiale: “I don’t like giving you the third degree/I just want what’s due/What’s due to me”. Some will mark them as the emotional realists to their Sheffield kin the Arctic Monkeys’ gritty social realism. Others will hail ‘Weekend Without Make-Up’ as the love conundrums of ’80s pop à la Stock, Aitken and Waterman given a DIY makeover. But it wouldn’t be love, would it, if it ran smooth?