"I sense a real anti-Jet atmosphere in the current world climate. But it’s a mislead posse who rounded up these Stones pretenders and sent them back to the arse side of planet pop. Fortunately once the southern hemisphere’s version of Mr Jagger and pals had finished painting a red door a tasty shade of black, a bunch of scousers that have never heard the La’s strum a note, picked up where those misbehaving Kiwis left off. Classic. Timeless. Dirty. Glam. The Black Velvets are telling us all to ‘Get On Your Life’, ooh get them!"