Yet another mid-noughties megastar who has fallen by the wayside into the indignity of a forced return to UK toilet venues. Once upon a time Johnny Borrell had it all: headliner of Reading Festival, supporter of Queen and The Rolling Stones as well as holder of two four-times platinum records. For a time, Borrell even got away with wearing white skinny jeans until people began suspecting they were the manifestation of a kind of indie Messiah complex. Borrell, now the sole original members after his bandmates sensibly fled in quick succession, faced an identity crisis as the world began to grow tired of guitar-based indie that was perhaps a direct result of the dulcet tones of his voice emanating on an hourly basis from every regional radio station in the country. Like most indie bands of the noughties, the band's initial run of unstoppable success was perturbed by a difficult third album; 2008's 'Slipway Fires', which bombed with a veritable aplomb. Yet, Borrell has commendably squeezed another six years of life out of the band, deviating briefly to work on a universally-hounded solo project that saw him shift a whopping 594 copies of his debut album in the first week of release. Understandably, he has returned with his tail between his legs to the good ship Razorlight, who will bless a host of 2014 festivals with their unwanted presence.
