The Fratellis @ Brixton Academy

'Thank Fuck for the Fratellis' screams the giant illuminated screen during the encore, and by that point I couldn't help thinking they had a point. It's a slightly guilty pleasure, rocking out to premium jock pub-rock, pint & fag in hand, but as they rattle off anthem after anthem with the crowd well and truly on their side, who cares that they're not going to win any silverware for insightful lyrics or experimental sounds? Four-to-the-floor crowd pleasers seems to be doing the trick just fine thanks.

Highlights would have to be a quick acoustic segue into Mr. Tambourine Man, and two minute banger Got Ma Nuts From A Hippy turning into a six minute, solo-filled epic. Not what you'd expect, but given they did everything else as you would expect that's probably not a bad thing. Who'd have thought the Goonies would ever have led to so much rocking..?