“Every time I put this CD in my computer it makes a horrible noise”, is not the kindest way to start a review, but it’s true. I hope it’s only my promo copy of The Shapes We Fear Are of Our Own that’s dodgy and not the whole run. At least the disc is self-aware […]
Rewind 7 years and Glass Figures would be the shit, the cutting edge bollocks to inspire a generation of teenagers. Fast forward 7 years and this slickly produced car crash, which sounds like a rehash of early Bloc Party and Interpol combined, becomes an anachronistic plastic balls up, out of time and out of place. […]