Like walking into the mall on a hot, humid afternoon, The Sights provide a blast of cool freshness into that same-old rock’n’roll sound. Every track sounds like an instant classic, inspiring infinite replays and a desire to jump in and dance until your feet fall off. Here’s a young Mick Jagger sneer, there’s a huge Pete Townshend guitar stroke… these scattered bits of inspiration swirl within a larger cloud – an earnest love of song – and are fueled by a thunderstorm of energy that seems just barely contained. Take a deep breath; are you ready for the next big thing?
This article appears in Jun 28 – Jul 4, 2000.