There’s an attractive confidence to this skank-pop-punk debut from the NME’s best new artist of 2016. Solid, road-tested hits Move and Sign On jostle for attention with twitchily aggressive new tracks such as I’ll Be Waiting and Boiling Point. Over 17 songs and endless clunky interludes, however, Rat Boy’s fake prole demotic and shallow social commentary become a bit wearing. Scum could do with a little more of the simplicity of Get Over It and the introspection of Sportswear. What starts off as a gang-signing, car-stealing, signing-on 21st-century Clash ends up as Jamie T robbing Jesus Jones, far more Westfield than Westway.
Rat Boy: Scum review – more Westfield than Westway