
Stretching across those intervening 35 years theirs is a sound that could have been heard supporting Gang of Four back in the day, The Libertines as the millennium loomed or The Arctic Monkeys next week. They manage to combine raw, staccato Clash drives, buoyant not quite ska infectiousness, and the modish strut of the Jam and temper it all with wonderful contemporary melody. It’s punk with intelligence as well as attitude, it’s post punk that hasn’t forgotten its snotty roots, it’s indie from the wrong side of the tracks. It’s great.
