Fortunately the London reprobates step in to save the day with a storming set. Razorlight may look like a gang of misfits, but at least they're a gang. Regardless of initial fears of being another 'Stars In Their Eyes' Strokes, they even manage to squeeze something fresh from the 1975-79 NYC/UK punk blueprint - no mean feat at the moment. Being more Tom Verlaine than Joe Strummer, there is an arty distinctiveness about them lacking in many of their more artisan rivals.
Lead singer Johnny Borrell risks pretension with his strung-out tales of urban living, but he's a compelling, bug-eyed presence throughout. Anyone game enough to follow the daunting trail of Patti Smith deserves applause and Borrell is certainly willing to travel out to the peripheries. Not even his guitarist's penchant for mounting drumkits at every opportunity, or indeed the drummer himself, a braided haired goth with Good Charlotte's taste in makeup, can distract him.
Despite sometimes sounding like the CBGBs house band, the likes of 'Rock N Roll Lies' and 'In The City' are infused with the spirit of Old Blighty. This is another plus point. A bit like The Libertines if they fell upon a good idea or a tune. Razorlight bring the house down and earn themselves an encore.
Maybe's there's life in the old punk dog yet."
Adam Webb - Dotmusic.com