Their last album, which ambitiously addressed issues such as immigration and the 9/11 attacks, peaked at No 30, which seems to have has stunned Faithless into returning to their core values. From the opening Not Going Home, in which Maxi Jazz intones lubricious chat-up lines at a lady clubber ("Outside the club there's a line of taxis/ I want you to climb next to me on the back seat/ Now kiss me properly") over a boing-boing synth line, to Sister Bliss's euphoric breakdown on the closing Sun to Me, it's as if the superclub era had never ended. Early associate Dido even drifts around the trancey Feelin' Good. The most arresting moment, though, is Comin' Around, which has Temper Trap singer Dougy Mandagi's falsetto scything purposefully through the bleepy undergrowth. It's a welcome moment of modernity in an album that spends too much of its time looking backward.
Caroline Sullivan writes about rock and pop for the Guardian