In the Scientists' household, there's a bit of a Christmas atmosphere.
Everyone is kinder, and consequently, the sharp guitars from the first, excellent With love and squalor have been set aside to make room for the one and only eternal sequence of four poor notes that miraculously manages to hold After Hours together for three and a half minutes.
An overly sweetened piece, it's probably thanks to the little bells and background vocal harmonies that the song resembles Snow Patrol a lot and We Are Scientists very little.
So those looking for a new Cash Cow will be disappointed, but I have somewhat lost my heart to that "Say, that you'll stay, say, you'll stay."