Reading’s Pete And The Pirates sound like a six-piece – five men, one metronome. Full of peppy three-way harmonies and guitars sharpened to a point, this is brashly romantic punk pop with an exacting pulse. If they fall into the odd plaintive lo-fi furrow, as on ‘She Doesn't Belong’, they’re straight back up again, singer Tom Sanders calling for ‘water to wash my po-face clean’. Eureka, an antidote to Babyshambles. Shall we say a spoonful a day?
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