Plain White T's: 'Hate (I Really Don't Like You)'

Plain White T's' mega-smash 'Hey There Delilah' was the sort of radio-friendly hit that can end up cursing a band as much as it helps them. The pleasant-enough-at-first-listen acoustic ditty gave us Brits a false impression of what these American rock dudes were all about: Radio 2 were about to welcome them into Terry Wogan's bosom; James Blunt fans had made way for the group's album on their coffee tables; a slot at V Festival at three in the afternoon had been lined up for them; it was all looking sweet. But then they had to release a follow-up, and their dark secret was unleashed. Plain White T's are just Fall Out Boy without the scary-looking, ugly one on lead vocals.

Its predictable mixture of teenage angst, self-obsessed lyricism and cobbled-together Weezer riffs sounds like a Panic! or Fall Out Boy B-side, with all the fun and humour ripped out and replaced with dour cynicism. The intention was probably to have millions of teenagers going, 'Yeh I've had my heartbroken, I know how this singer feels'. The actual result is that you feel like calling up singer Tom Higgenson's girlfriend and offering her some counselling for having put up with the drippy berk for any length of time at all. A miserable song from a miserable band.