The View - Bread and Circuses, a review
I was never particularly a fan of the View upon their breakthrough. If anything, I found 'Same Jeans' irritating, and this discouraged me from exploring them further. However, the general consensus is that their follow-up album was a dismal effort, and therefore the stage is clear to redeem themselves. And they've certainly done that. Opener 'Grace' is so ripe for British pub audiences that it could very easily find itself on a Jeremy Clarkson-endorsed drivetime compilation, being so bold and singalong as it is, and there's no harm in that (however uncool it may be deemed in comparison to Thom Yorke crying over trees, perhaps). 'Underneath The Lights' continues this trend of not-exactly-experimental-but-still-a-decent-tune-so-who-cares? guitar bashing but it's a shade short of being memorable. The same goes for 'Tragic Magic', a sure candidate for Most Generic Indie Rock Song of the Year. So there's a welcome change of scenery in 'Gir