Like those Back To Bedlam airplay-hoggers – ‘Goodbye My Lover', ‘High’, the one where Blunty confessed to having a “semi by the sea” - its appeal is nigh-on unfathomable. The melody is passable. The lyrics are as stale and clichéd as an episode of My Family. The guitar solo sounds like it's been nicked from an old Eagles record. The sole redeeming factor? You won't be hearing this soporific soft rock chugger half as often as 'You're Beautiful'.










