The boundless energy and sugar and spice malevolence proffered by these shouty New Zealand punk-popsters – who sound like a saccharine-loaded Sons And Daughters – is enjoyable enough. But after 12 replica tracks it’s exhausting keeping up with them for relatively scant reward.
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