Rating: * * *
Laden with hooks, sprawling riffs and thumping basslines, Glaswegian pop rockers The Fratellis' sophomore effort is a fun romp of drunken singalongs and poppy anthems. But like so many drunken nights out, it quickly fades from memory, failing to dish up anything of
substance worth savouring.
The closest it comes is the cool saunter of Acid Jazz Singer, complete with contagious electric guitar riff, and the honky tonk piano of Mistress Mabel, though the latter becomes painfully annoying as it stretches out a 90-second outro, repeatedly bursting back into life, refusing to die.
The softer, acoustic opening of Baby Doll provides a welcome reprieve from the onslaught of rough and ready pop, remaining jaunty while toning down the album's otherwise brash energy.
