Combat Sport is the fourth album by London indie-rockers, The Vaccines. The exciting thing about this is that if you act quickly you can bag one of 500 LPs or 300 CDs adorned with squiggles by the band (i.e. signed by). Failing that, you can buy the standard LP and CD and write ‘Justin’, ‘Freddie’ and ‘Arni’ on it yourself and tell your mates it was signed by the band.
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The Vaccines are a band of my childhood (which, granted, wasn't that long ago). Where to begin with this one. It's a difficult one to review because from the very first track, it's very different from a lot of their previous stuff. It's still very indie, but much more pop, especially if you compare it to What Did You Expect from The Vaccines. Yet, you can still very much hear Young's distinct vocal style. Moving through the record you get some very summery vibes from tracks that, I can only imagine, were written to be played at a festival in some muddy field.
Moving onto the middle of the record and you'll hit Young American. This song is essentially one of the most boring tracks I've ever heard. I have no idea why it's on the record, but, I'll be honest and admit that I only listened to the first 24 seconds of the track. Maybe there's some hidden meaning in the lyrics, I dunno. Still crap.
The rest of the record is a lot of the same. Don't get me wrong, Combat Sport is a very listenable album. Some parts of it are cracking, but others, are really naff. It's a solid 7/10. Apart from Young American, that's a solid 2. Maybe it'll grow on me, maybe it won't.
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