Leicester’s The Have Nots trade in the kind of fey, whimsical pop tunesmithery that made stars of Everything But The Girl, although these guys have listened to far more country music than Tracy Thorn & Co. Indeed, at their uptempo best, they’re reminiscent of The Revenants in their prime. It’s impossible to dislike Never Say Goodnight, from the toe-tappingly infectious ‘Flyers’ and ‘Papercuts’ to the Beautiful South-esque miserable-ism of ‘New Lace Dress’ or the achingly bittersweet ‘A Tiny Taste Of Death’. It’s also equally difficult to work yourself into a lather of excitement about their predictable, Americana-tinged pop, and yawnsome tracks like ‘Undecorated’ and ‘Ghost’ don’t help their case at all. Would have been an amazing EP but is just an unspectacular album.