From the Caves of Wales to the stereos of the world

The album starts terribly rockily with 'Be Good To Mamma' which sounds like something from the new Rock revolution that never was, headed by deadbeats like Jet. It's an instrumental and I could imagine The Donnas coming in and singing over the top, it doesn't last very long and then the album gets a hell of a lot better going into 'Wow Machine.' A song populated more with hooky Beatles/Monkees-esque hooks and catchy tunes to bop and bop to.

A tribute to the jam kickers is next. 'E=mc5' and this one too is a good-feeling romp along, short and sweet and forgettable, but not annoying. Which is what the album is really, it's a fine twenty-three minutes of little ditties that are very pleasing to the ear, but not substantial to permeate to the vulva of our minds. It's palpable, not predictable, but probable pop and it's a good yarn from start to finish, with a little 'rock 'n' Roll Attitude' and a lotta hip-swinging funess.

This is the perfect album for a brainless party really, just to put on, enjoy dance to, in terms of time, it's the present, in the moments of its existence it's very accommodating and fun, and afterwards you know you've enjoyed the last twenty-three minutes and that's that, you go and get something to eat or have a 7up...

It's very short and very sweet in many ways, a lot like the Eighties Matchbox B-line Disaster's 'Horse of the Dog', a brilliant romp-along 25 minutes of high-octane non-stopness. This also travels at quite a speed, though needlessly slowing down for 'Last One To Leave', which OK but seems a bit silly, this sentimental song aping the sludgy Stereophonics somewhat, in the middle of a rush hour (or rush third of an hour more like), maybe would have been better on a different LP.

'War of the Worlds' struggles almost to pick up the lost speed again, but just about gets by and even the middle section which trundles along is cute in a way and deserving a nice listen as it then intensifies and ushers the rawness back into the mix. 'Polymorphic Light Eruption' completes this squiggly little record in a fun run of happy-meal notes and big-mac vocals. This is good time-filler if you've some twenty or so minutes to fill, it's feel-good fine music, and nothing more.