It's a bit of a surprise to see that Athlete are still around for their second album. After the 'achievements' of the last one (a couple of singles that barely scraped the top 40, and an album that didn't really capture anyone's attention), it would have been the perfect example of how record companies lose patience with their acts. But somehow Athlete held onto their record deal, and a second album was release. And suddenly they were a top 10 act! How did it happen?

Well this album seems to explain it all. They took all the dull moments from Vehicles and Animals, and removed every single odd idea that made it bearable. Copying the songwriting approach of Coldplay (and even their video ideas), they've become Coldplay's understudies.

You might ask, well if they're trying to sound like Coldplay, there might be some good singalongs on the album then? Well, no. Half the songs on the album (the fillers) sound like the song of melodies you would come up with in the shower, humming random notes. It's just as dull, and emotionless as that. In fact Athlete ARE the indie Westlife, except without the covers, and this album would be perfect for grannies too.