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White Fence is an inauspicious name for a band. Bland, inoffensive, you could write what you like on a white fence if you were graffiti-minded enough.

Please, come and write a band name on our white fence. Any band you like, but ideally one with twangy guitars and a late '60s aura, or anything from Scotland where the guitars have more melody than edge. This fence would look lovely with the words 'Big Star' or 'The Vaselines' plastered all over it.

If you're willing to overlook the distinct lack of an original sound or style, For The Recently Found Innocent isn't bad. The songwriting is decent, the tunes jangle away pleasantly and overall there's no harm done (though it's a while since I heard a track as boring as 'Hard Water'). 'Goodbye Law' is a pleasant toe-tapper, but it could be a cover of a Teenage Fanclub B-side. Two or three tracks sound distinctly like The Zombies. There are so many Byrds about you half expect Tippi Hedren to run screaming past your window.

As track four, 'Sandra (When The Earth Dies)' kicks in, I have an urge to kick it back, as I don't think I've ever heard a track that sounds more like The Kinks without being the Kinks, and that includes everything ever done by the Kounterfeit Kinks. It's less a homage than a full-on pilfer, 'Afraid of What It's Worth' is also pretty Kinky, and when 'Wolf Gets Red Faced' sounds more like the Brian Jonestown Massacre than anything they've ever done themselves I find myself reaching for the sleeve notes to check writing credits.

The closest it gets to its own sound is on 'The Light', where Tim Presley demonstrates a handful of the qualities that made his defunct band Darker My Love an interesting outfit. But it's too short-lived, and you're back to daylight robbery before you know it.

Considering that with a very specific number of drinks in me I've been known to use search terms like 'new pop punk 2014', I obviously have no in-built hatred of bands that sound a lot like other bands. It does strike me as important that they bring something vaguely new to the table though, and I just don't get that from White Fence. Maybe it's just that there have now been six White Fence albums in five years and Presley is spreading himself too thin.

It pains me to overly criticise an album that may be quite enjoyable if you were born in the '70s and have only ever looked forward for your music, but there's no avoiding this particular White Fence could have done with a second coat to better hide what's beneath.

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