When confronted with the return of the Stereophonics and Travis, it's telling just how mighty the current pop world looks, certainly in relation to the dire scene of two years ago.
America has dropped waves of sonic cluster bombs on our heads in the last 24 months, and, though there have been duds, NYC's Yeah Yeah Yeahs are about to explode in your face, with the imminent album 'Fever To Tell'.
Led by the permanently orgasming Karen O - like Debbie Harry exchanging DNA with Polly Harvey - 'Date With The Night', again marks the YYYs out as a group of feral, fantastic sonic damage with an unforgiving disdain for the 'rules'.
Despite being a three-piece, they wield an unremitting, scabrous throb and crash, as the bass and drums reverb and rebound inside-out, while O, at the eye of the storm and seemingly using a double-ended mic stand, swelters over a lyric about getting blasted. And all you can really say is, yeah, yeah and, again, yeah.
