
was devastation, and the complete obliteration of the opposition: a demonstration of absolute power.
So, one would expect a ten tonne hammer of a song swung at your head with lethal intent. Oh no, what we have is a limp wristed wet paper bag of a song, that aspires to be grandiose and epic, but instead it is idle and complacent. Everything about it sounds lazy; the weedy faux fey vocals, the by the number guitar, drums, bass, the 'epic’ bit in the middle.
This is uninspired, corporate, cynical tick-box song-writing, tailor made for the V festival audience.
The albums of Orange Lights can be downloaded from westsounds.com.
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