Oooh its DIY time, though thankfully without the SOS bit on the end. I have a promo CD in my hand by Civil Civic that looks like its been hand-stamped by Banksy in a rage, and a fantastically raging instrumental track contained within its lovely plastic layers. That track is called Run Overdrive and its a wonderfully scratchy yet pulsating anthem, replete with the sort of tune that Doves had wished they had written on their last album. That IS a compliment.
I can see someone at the BBC, pulling their lad out to this before sound-tracking a news story about the demise of English footballers in the Premier League. That IS another compliment. I love it, me. Busy guitars, tough drumming and a melody made for soundtracks. What could go wrong?
Erm, the accompanying tune, subtly titled F*** Youth? It was so uninteresting that it could have been called Cat Litter, Bin Liner or Wayne. Or Roof Rack Mayonnaise Accident. Its a roughly recorded instrumental that does little to stir the soul, no matter what its title is. Wrong.
But Run Overdrive has promise. More please.