Labels: Mercury
Review by: Andy Malcolm
At Christmas my sister sent me an e-mail and said “please get me either the Snow Patrol or Razorlight album for my present” and I wrote back and said “I am not buying you Razorlight as they are fucking terrible”.
Oh FFS. So how many bad reviews do we have to give Razorshite? This is just garbage rock that sounds like if Elvis Costello was incapable of writing a decent tune or something. This song was either recorded live, or they have put fake live sounds on it (like people chanting), or there is a bunch of people in my garden shouting at me and clapping their hands, imploring me to stop listening to this atrocious slice of poo-toast. I am going to bend to their demands.