ManBREAK

Back at the dawning of the decade, anger wasn't just an energy, but the the energy. Everyone back then, or so it seemed, was well and truely pissed off about something, anything. Across the Atlantic they had Rage Against the Machine, a band so potent they made Henry Rollins resemble the Field Mice, while over here, several rungs below the Manics and even Senser, we had the 25th of May, a Liverpudlian outfitwhose neck veins throbbed viciously about all manner of Heavy Shit. They sang songs about unemployment and poverty and unemployment and poverty. Nobody really cared, however, and so they slouched off to lick their wounds in private. Five years later (after, one presumes, another bout of unemployment and poverty), some of them are back in their new guise, ManBREAK. Any lingering doubts as to whether they've lightened up since last time around can be put to rest by reading the first line to their every song. To wit: "Do you wanna get out..."; "People getting locked up..."; "Every morning it's the same..."; "What a waste of time..."; "I get high on pesticide..."; "Well I believe there's a crisis...". And so on. Needless to say, then, but we'll say it anyway. Come And See (One Little Indian)** isn't a whole barrel of laughs. Actually, it's a bit of a downer, and quite why anyone would want to listen to this when Supergrass is currently making the world a happier place with In It For The Money is - or, rather, would be - a real mystery.

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