Easyworld are one of those highly tipped bands who support everybody under the sun for a few months, and then hit the make-or-break fork in the road where they either explode and become huge [helloooooo JJ72] or fizzle away back into obscurity. On the basis of this single alone, I'd like them to take the left fork and have a bash at selling out the Astoria.

They're a little difficult to categorise them - some have described them as the new JJ72, but they're far less knowingly angular, others have lumped them in with Ash, but they've a little more delicacy and a better ear for a tune. And their vocalist can sing. Boy can he sing. Carrying the lilting, escalating chorus of "Lights Out" with ease and expertise, he draws your attention into a song that, in lesser hands, wouldn't make nearly the impact that it does. There isn't a lot that's remarkable about the song - it's essentially sweet guitar-pop; it's another of those infuriating yet alluring songs [waves cheerfully at the Poor Rich Ones standing over there in the corner] with a pleasant, toe-tapping verse that you completely ignore, to the extent that you don't know the song's on the radio until the chorus leaps in and steals your heart. But the chorus alone is worth your three quid; a soaring kick of melody that justifies the existence of the entire song. As such, it's a shame that the verse, pretty as it is, doesn't do more for the song. It'll be interesting to see how they progress from this point, whether they can produce a few songs that grab you from the get-go. But as a single, still worth your cash.