The unforgiving ferocity of this band will draw people in and have them screaming along.
Shalinee Singh 2005
These young whippersnappers burst on to the UK music scene via the medium of Michael Eavis when they won a Glastonbury talent contest barely a year ago. All still teenagers - Billy Lunn, 19 (guitar), Josh Lunn, 17 (drums) and Charlotte Cooper, 18 (bass) they are defined by teen angst. You'll either relate to this or regress to your teenage years. Their brand of organised chaos is a guilty pleasure at a time when so many bands of the art rock movement have shied away from old fashioned rock 'n' roll.
Charlotte has been billed as the new Kim Deal (The Pixies) by some, and certainly doesn't hold back on stage. The ballsy hum of her bass swims below the relentless cascade of Billy's powerful guitar riffs as Josh underlines it all with some accomplished drumming. The cocksure rocking is broken up by the quieter tracks on the album ("Lines Of Light" and "No Goodbyes"). However, on some tracks, such as "Somewhere", the lyrics become frustratingly indecipherable.
Despite having decided to stop producing albums, Ian Broudie asked if he could produce this record, and the band have certainly lived up to this honour. Some of the wonderfully rough edges have been sadly smoothed out and Billy's deftly delivered growling isn't as powerful on the album as on stage, but it's as near as you can get.
The unforgiving ferocity of this band will draw people in and have them screaming along. Heartfelt tracks clearly written by Billy about Charlotte - most notably second single "Rock'n'Roll Queen" - will have girls wanting to be her and boys wanting to have her: it's an all round winner.
The underlying ethos of this album is to Rock out! With its short, punchy, electric shock-type tracks, the album totals a paltry 37 minutes and 40 seconds. That said, you'll onlyjusthaveenough adrenaline to last the distance and you'll definitely be left wanting more.
There's enough variety within Young For Eternity to tickle your ear-bones for hours; just don't forget your dancing shoes.