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Boomkat Product Review:
I must say I’m struggling to believe these guys are from Chicago… their slovenly 60s pop rock is so absolutely… well… British. I can hear Bowie, I can hear the Kinks, I can definitely hear Marc Bolan, I can hear the echoes of Liverpool, what I can’t hear is Chicago. Maybe the band are faking it, maybe they’re Brits in disguise – teeth polished up by US dentists and accents altered after weeks of training… who knows, but it’s either this or they’ve swotted up hard on British music. It’s not that bad either, The M’s are a band that aren’t afraid to show they can rock, and they’ve got the attitude to carry the haircuts too. I can imagine that if The M’s were actually British, and signed to a British label they’d probably be huge now and touted by bog-paper music magazines as the next big thing, instead they will always be an oddity. Occasionally I must say the album gets a little bit comedy glam, never reaching the heady heights of the Darkness of course, but you know what I mean. That’s an era of music most of us would like to forget, so it’s not hard for it to get too much too quickly, still, for the most part The M’s avoid slipping into parody. Hardly futuristic, but when retro rocks this hard who’s complaining?