Carry On Camping the Darkness One Way Ticket to Hell . . . And Back (Atlantic) 3/5

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JUST in case you're wondering, this isn't an album from 2005, no matter how hard The Darkness's label pushes it as one of the most important releases of the year. This is an album that might as well have been gathering dust - most likely under a pile of stained, skin- tight black jeans, Dungeons And Dragons books and ragged copies of Kerrang! magazine - since, at the very latest, 1985.

It's an album that reeks of teenage sweat, of peachball fuzz beards and ill-advised boyish moustaches, made by a band whose sole raison d'etre was to get big enough to have sew-on patches of their logo (designed well before they even owned instruments, without a doubt) adorning the schoolbags of a nation's teenagers back when they were still in thrall to Def Leppard and Queensryche.

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Carry On Camping the Darkness One Way Ticket to Hell . . . And Back (Atlantic) 3/5

It's spectacularly dumb: pompous enough to make Spinal Tap seem like pared-down folk rockers and so 1980ssounding, it should come with a goodie bag containing nuclear dread, a miner's donkey jacket and a Betamax copy o...

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