Dorothy Parker once said, “This is not a novel to be tossed aside lightly. It should be thrown with great force.” I feel a similar, if somewhat more crude sentiment towards The Enemy’s Music For The People. Not only do they wear their influences on their sleeve, they’ve crafted the entire shirt out of aping Cool Britannia’s “finest” producing an album that’s so chipped of an old block it makes Oasis’s coke-bloated follow-ups to Definitely Maybe sound like Beethoven.
