Label: Island Records Release date: 28/09/09 Website: Myspace Buy: Amazon It’s there in the first verse of the first song, 15 minutes. Did you hear it? When vocalist Nick Ingram sings “I’m listening to the same old crap that I’ve heard before...” he is inadvertently summing up a whole album he and fellow bandmate Mike Kintish have undoubtedly slaved over, for the Yeah You’s debut long-player, Looking Through You, is a remarkably unremarkable album. The first thing that strikes you about the album is whether or not The Feeling have changed their name, such is the insistence on wide-eyed harmonies and a cod-Beatles pop sensibility. The Yeah You’s world is a multicoloured one where losing your house keys or missing your bus constitutes The Worst Day of Your Life and where Andrex puppies playfully bound about in their thousands. And there’s always, always, a rainbow. It may seem to you that this writer is something of a Scrooge, holed up in his cobwebbed, top-floor flat, no heating or electricity, fingernails long and curled like someone on channel 5, but it’s such an in-your-face chirpiness which the band peddles that the album leaves you feeling almost nauseous, like having nothing but sweets to eat for the rest of your life. That’s not to say that the duo don’t have good intentions. Their hearts are in the right place. They are clearly fans of good pop music and have clearly listened to all the right bands, understanding how catchy pop can be when it’s done well and how the magic of the three-and-a-half-minute pop song is an artform, yielding otherworldly powers when it’s at its best. However, by the time the fifth track It’s Happening to Me arrives, it serves as a moment of respite after the album’s four opening bludgeons of ecstatic joy. Album opener and the first single released, 15 Minutes, sets the tone for the remaining ten tracks: spritely Gary Barlow-esque pianos, lush strings and rich, soaring vocal harmonies. Getting Up With You lays on yet more harmonies whilst If I Could powers along like the theme tune to a forgotten 80s television show aimed at teenagers. The pseudo-reggae swing of Won’t Be Long offers something ever so slightly different. Clifftop and Dive In pass by inoffensively and If I’d Only Said Hello employs some MOR bongo action. As the album bounces along like a boastful annoying cousin with whom you share nothing in common, the penultimate track, If It All Runs Out, sees the band tread dangerously on the waters of the protest song. Probably the most chipper critique of man’s irresponsibility to look after the planet, here the apocalypse is the most pleasant imaginable; one where the survivors skip into the distance singing Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! (and, yes, it looks like the Yeah You’s have survived it). By the time the album’s final track, Carry Me Home, finishes this particular listener was left feeling bloated, sick, and exhausted. If you are on this website then you are obviously a person of tremendous taste and judgement. This album is not for you. That’s not to say that it won’t bring joy to a lot of people; it’s cosily of the moment, acutely now and I’m sure they will be gleefully adopted by a frightening proportion of the public. Also, if you’re a member of The Feeling or Take That v.2 then I’d get onto your lawyers very quickly indeed. Rating: 3/10