Maximo Steal the Monkeys' Thunder
Byline: By CLAIRE HILL Western Mail
Let's get this one out of the way in the first sentence: Arctic Monkeys, they're ok. Not gods, not the saviours of new music, not to be name-checked by people who know very little about music just to look cool and not that bothered.
Don't get me wrong, I have the album. I like their songs. I like their Sheffield accents, the way they interject so many witty one liners into their lyrics and the way they've stopped doing interviews so people concentrate on their music and not the hype.
Well, at least I thought they were concentrating on the music. If their performance on Saturday night to a sweaty, packed union was what they do best, then when the hype dies down there won't be much to talk about.
Lacklustre and dull, they got on the stage, played their tracks, and got off. There's no denying the songs are good and the band are skilled, but we've heard that on the album. This was a chance to keep upping the ante and the band failed.
Luckily the performance of the night was down to the mighty, mighty Maximo Park. Polished and poised the Northerners put their all into the performance, whipping the crowd up into a frenzy as lead singer Paul Smith scissor-kicked and jumped his way through the set. …