Album: Rizzle Kicks, Roarin 20s (Island)
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Your support makes all the difference.The cheeky Brit (School) duo's second album bursts with bratty braggadocio, but it's good-natured and frequently actually funny; they rap and rip into John Terry, Jeremy Kyle and hashtags over bouncy brass, jazzy piano or loping ska rhythms.
Rizzle Kicks are best when brisk and larky – more heartfelt musings on love and being true to yourself are banal. You'd expect their YOLO attitude to wear thin, but this is giddy, good-time music.
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