That's because the bad boy Gallagher brother generates column inches of newsprint with his exploits - and just happens to provides the vocals on their latest release. But bar brawls and dental surgery can be put to one side, for this is tune manages to sell itself on first listen. A fleetingly discordant opening to this song rolls into an infectiously good guitar-driven rock tune, which acquires thicker layers as it progresses. Gallagher's vocals are more rough-cut and growling as usual - and complement the meaty-strong music very well.

As for Death In Vegas, it's their finest moment since the ethereal Dirge. A perfect antidote to the plasticity of the Popstars - let's hope the music-buying public see the light and buy this instead.