So well do the Fratellis know their constituency that their second album should come free with a crate of supermarket lager. This is unreconstructed geezer rock, booze and brawn marinated in the decades-old sweat of Slade and the Faces, and, as such, is pretty much critic-proof. But albums this single-minded really shouldn't hang around for over 50 minutes; before the party's even over, the hangover has kicked in. Like Alex Turner with a head injury, Jon Fratelli writes observational lyrics that observe nothing, and character songs with no character: witness the shameless codswallop of Mistress Mabel. There's a flash of wit on Jesus Stole My Baby ("so maybe I should steal his"), but a lyric from Look Out Sunshine! sums up the Fratellis' wilfully limited horizons: "I'm a cynical cunt and I'm much too lazy to change."
Dorian Lynskey is a music writer for the Guardian and Observer as well as magazines including Q, GQ and Mojo. He is the author of 33 Revolutions Per Minute: A History of Protest Songs (Faber).