Reviewed by Tony Cummings

The Electrics describe themselves as "a sober version of the Pogues, only faster too!" and they are deemed by a certain web database as "Unclassifiable". It's not hard to see why. They have been playing their brand of Celtic punk rock since 1988 and in that time no one else has appeared with a sound quite like this. One of the highlights on this album is the folk classic "Wild Rover", which gets The Electrics treatment on this one. Be warned - it isn't what you expect. There is also a cracking version of the Hooters' "Satellite" which, surprisingly, isn't given the heavy treatment that some of the other tracks are. Humour is evident in abundance as demonstrated by the excellent "Tura Lura Lura" and the blisteringly hot "Seventeen Bottles Of Porter". This album is a colourful array of electric guitars, fiddles, mandolins, accordions, pipes, bagpipes and, allegedly, spoons, although I must admit I struggled to hear them! In short, Sammy Horner and his fellow Electrics are a set of very talented musicians who enjoy what they do and don't take it too seriously. Encore!

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