At last. A band has come along to shake the self-satisfied, corporate smirk off the face of the complacent music industry. And the fact that The Others are signed to a major record label is a sign of how much they mean it, maaan.

Such is the purity of their intent that we can forgive the odd factual error. So it doesn't really matter that they haven't heard of the minimum wage ('I don't want to be a lackey in a job / that doesn't pay'). It doesn't matter either that they claim no influences yet repeatedly yell the word 'Friday' in the finest faux-yob not heard since Jimmy Pursey became theatrical.

Establishment be warned. Lackey is just the first shot across the bows, and more cocking of snoops are doubtless to follow. And if Lackey is to be believed, The Others exist in a libertarian world where they don't need "to sell their soul to the man". Presumably material stuff like rent, mortgages and so forth aren't therefore a consideration. This can only mean one thing: The Others are surely members of Britain's much-valued Royal Family. Come on Blair, it's time we were told the truth.