They're back, and posing one hell of a question: "If I die tomorrow, will I have said all that I can say?" Mötley Crüe were never, and still aren't, the kind of band to make earth shattering statements. They were never going to challenge Bono when it came to making pronouncements on the state of the world.

The Crüe were the kind of band to make ridiculously life-affirming rawk albums - citing drink, drugs and girls as a way that the world can seem better (through hazy, glazed eyes). The success of their book, The Dirt, indicated that the world seemed ready to accept the Crüe back with open arms. There may be health regimes rather than dirt these days, but encouragingly the Crüe have remembered how to rock.

If I Die Tomorrow is a monster of a song: heavyweight guitars and a supremely catchy chorus lift it above being a run of the mill ballad. It actually has some balls to it. At one point no one would have been surprised if they had died tomorrow (guitarist Mick Mars once believed he was dead - until he tried to pass through a plate glass window in his new ghostly form), but now it seems the heart of this band has been kick started, and they really do have more to say.