All credit to JLS for outgrowing their X Factor origins but the boy band remains a terminally dull proposition for anyone outside the teen-girl demographic. This second album's opening tracks make a proficient shift into dance-pop, complete with hulking, superclubesque synth lines. But these attempted party-starters are stymied by over-emoting vocals and soon they fall back on a rote mix of Usher-lite R&B and cooing ballads.
Still, they do offer an intriguing line in pseudo-sexual overtures: "You could be the DJ / I could be the dancefloor / You could get up on me," anyone?
