"We got new thoughts, new ideas it's all so groovy
It's just a shame that we've all seen the same old movies"
Outsiders by right of being aussies in the ‘77 London they came to in order to “make it” and heralded as they were by the english music press whilst being pushed by their label to ape the dress code of other groups, I guess The Saints were ideally placed to see through the bullshit of all that.
And maybe it conspired to make this their second album, a move from focusing on songs just about girls ‘n stuff to a biting criticism of the scene they found themselves lumped in with…and whatever bullshit, this high octane R&B masterpiece still sounds fresh and relevant today. Angry, intelligent, with a ballsy brass section and a feel for a fucking great record.