Two out of five.
Cunts.
"In fairness, and for the benefit of Wildhearts fans, your boys have delivered about as good an album as could be expected from them, full of mudchurning, hectic, heavy riffing and emotive overkill, not least on the concluding 'Destroy All Monsters', a raucous slab of fantasy metal vengeance against an ex-lover. They've also benefitted from the recruitment of young bassist Scott Scorry (no, I'm not typing this while I'm pissed-up, that really is what they call him in the review). But so hardened are the arteries of The Wildhearts' idea of real rock, that in 2007 this album is as extraneous to requirement as a Lemmy-sized wart. and what's the deal with 'The New Flesh', a Billy Joel knock-off, of all things?"
I've been meaning to cancel my subscription to that fuckin' rag for a while........

