Aww, you've got to love those record companies, offering us another chance to buy Bullets just in case we missed out first time round. How sweet. Or, alternatively, it's time for a profit maximizing re-release of a debut single. You'd of thought they would have waited until the Editors were a bit further along the 'doing a Kaisers' route - somewhere between Mercury prize nomination and Football Focus soundtracking ubiquity perhaps - before going for the cash in, but still.

Snark aside, Bullets was a great song then and it's a great song now; dark and moody, but soaring over most of the other 80s-obsessed proletariat on the back of some striking guitars and a grim rhythmic determination that just doesn't ever let up, all the way to a climactically insistent chorus.

And hey, if it still doesn't scale the heights desired, they can always release it again. And again. And again. And again. And again, until the sun expands, the Earth is engulfed in fire and all life ceases to exist.