The bulk of the album is still built upon fast and raucous punk rock‘n’roll. It’s Me Who’ll Pay clatters through in hobnailed boots, all rough hooks and short, dirty solos while Coming Up Tough employs a vaguely Rancid-esque slur-along refrain and groove. But then there are the genuinely surprising moments. Take Me Home To London is a slice of roughshod balladry while Life’s Lemons adds a doo-wop twist and Someone’s Gunna Die juxtaposes really quite grim lyrics with blasts of harmonica and delightfully sugary bubblegum-pop backing vocals. Lightning Don’t Strike Twice features some brilliant blues licks and Life On The Bayou a jaunty dose of piano, but none of it sounds forced. It sounds, rather, like a band who don’t care for genre expectations and are doing what feels right for the song.