Fads. The pop world loves them. And as soon as The Man Who and Parachutes had found its way to most student bedsides the New Acoustic Movement was suddenly a fad where the question: "Why have passion when you have pretty tunes?" was silently answered to grimace everywhere. With this in mind, its horrendously easy to stone Toxic Girl until it begs for a distortion pedal and a front man, but sometimes a man must swallow his pride.

This is a very pretty little record, that is its entry level characteristic being a NAM tunes et al but it does has a certain angle. The main guitar riff rolls and skips along clicking its heels round your head with a Divine Comedy-esque whimsy, then the hushed vocals meet lush Scott Walker strings to provide a little tune with plenty of retro charm. The image of large tinted glasses and cardigans surrounding a log fire is very evident. That said, as with all songs in this vein, its lastability is very questionable. How many times do you need to hear a sunny winter song that randomly strolls into the slushy snow and back? Although, it still is a welcome break within my radio's constant drone of Garage and Trance. Yet another reason to just welcome it with open arms. Just don't old too tight...