More Sheffield based post mod/indie swagger with A Dirty Pretty Things kick, especially in the Carl Barat skirting vocals of the mercurial Joe Windle. Little Man Tate are starting to become commentators for the lager generation. Joe tells a tale of lifelong infatuation and debauchery, in as captivating a narrative as that oft extolled by Morgan Freegan. 4 lifelong friends have forged a melodious, yet gritty musical alliance that allows them to strut forward to recognition and collect the trappings of success. Whilst, at the same time peering backwards to Saturday nights in Sheffield and the girl-gazing with a splash of nostalgia.
