You know, it’s by no means bad, this. I say that because The Wombats’ frankly gimmicky and juvenile lyrics threaten to become irritating, and their bouncy, harmony-laden jerk*-pop is so light and fluffy, I kind of thought the lack of substance would kill my enjoyment of this album. It hasn’t though. In fact, I really quite enjoy it.

I mean, don’t get carried away. I’m not making passionate love to it down the back of the bike-sheds, but it’s enjoyable and upbeat and has far more good songs than I’d actually taken the time to realise. The Wombats have been zinging about the internets for what seems like ages so you, as I was, are probably familiar with most of the good songs on this already. Patricia the Stripper, Backfire at the Disco (well, maybe), Little Miss Pipedream, Party in a Forest, Kill the Director are all good solid pop songs with infectious hooks. Pile them all together and you don’t need much filler to make a pretty good record. I won’t ever play this whole album at once I don’t think, but most of the songs are perfect for party playlists and office listening. Depending, of course, on your office.

You get the picture though, I assume. It’s a good album of bouncy kiddie-pop that we can all enjoy humming along to and not worry ourselves over all that much. Best not look too closely though, as there’s no depth or substance to this record whatsoever.

The Wombats – Kill the Director
The Wombats – Little Miss Pipedream

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*As in the physical movement, not the insult. Apologies to Americans, but it’s our language so you can sod off. Try German if you don’t like it.