Album Review: Fightstar
NME stood next to the implausibly posh Charlie Simpson at one of Kings Of Leon’s first London shows. Impressed with the Followills’ then expansive facial hair, he turned to his friend and said something like, “One would simply die to have a beard like that.” Now, literally and metaphorically, Charlie wears the beard of rock and, three Fightstar albums in, it still doesn’t suit him. Clichés abound from the cover to the clunky titles to
the choirs. It’s a case of if it’s not Busted don’t fix it, but I wouldn’t bother listening to it either.