When I saw them at Download, I was an immediate convert. Lyrically direct without sounding empty like Slaves, Bristol’s Idles’ take on punk noise sits somewhere between the sneering of Sleaford Mods, the pop-nous of Art Brut and the tightness of Future of the Left. If I was 16, I would be following Idles round the country.

Albums of 2017 #11

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