Brevity is most important when you're one of those pop nugget bands. Keep it short, deliver the goods and leave them wanting more. Maybe it's all the touring and no time to properly write, but sibling band the Magic Numbers really lose the plot on their bloated sophomore release. Redundant, needlessly long, Those The Brokes rarely matches the 60s California-dreamin' good-vibes pop of its successful self-titled predecessor. With overworked choruses and meandering jams on 13 tracks that average six minutes long, the disc soon becomes unbearable. Making the situation supremely worse is Romeo Stodart's gooey, saccharine treatment of the exhausting broken relationship theme. How can someone supposedly this miserable sound so thrilled to be alive?