Do the monograms on your clothes matter the most? It may be a horrible stereotype, but to hear that sung in Matt Pelham's straw-chewin', pig, *ahem*, farming, 'you ain't from round here are ya boy' Southern yelp is just a bit odd. That and the fact that the first thirty seconds sound almost exactly like Stop The Rock by Apollo 440.
Which is all a little off-putting. So I'll fall back on a staple, mentioning the Kings Of Leon. Tour buddies, benefactors, celebrity pluggers, and a decent musical point of reference. Imagine the Kings' dads; less obsessed with the sexdrinkdrugsrockandroll and more concerned with being a little broader in musical scope.
The Way It's Meant To Be is a brief, flailing lunge into glam-punk stomp, enhanced by an attractive sense of whimsy, a rolling Hammond organ and some totally ace bouts of hand-clapping. It sounds like it might be all tough and macho, until you realise it's actually about Pelham's new babies. Awwww.