Looking
back now in the cold light of February - six months
older and wiser - it seems all too likely that the
giddy review I wrote for this album last August was
ridiculously overenthusiastic, that it was an error
of judgement caused by hot weather, too much red
wine and sleep deprivation from the engineering work
on
the Northern Line carried out between midnight and
6am, mere inches from my bed. It would seem likely – but
it isn’t! I stand by every word! I’d do
it all again in an instant, I tell you! Anyway, the
Go! Team deserve their suitably lofty position here,
and are my tip for massiveness in 2005. So they’ll
almost certainly have been dumped by their label
by the time you read this, then. MB
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