Razorlight, BIC

AS DARKNESS fell on the auditorium, the five foot high flashing lights said it all - Razorlight.

A wave of anticipation swept through the crowd, quickly culminating in an electric swell of foot-stomping, sweaty, shouting bodies.

The frenzied screaming when the Anglo-Swedish quartet eventually arrived on stage was only matched by the squeals of delight when Johnny Borrell removed his shirt in the opening chords of America.

Wearing whiter than white, skinniest skinny jeans I've ever seen, the frontman who's been criticised for blatantly boasting about his band seems to have a point. Razorlight's most recent album has received accolades aplenty and their current tour has been a sellout success - with good reason.

From their thunderous opening number, In The Morning, to the crowd pleasing Vice and their most recent single Can't Stop This Feeling I've Got, the boys just couldn't put a foot wrong.

Their 70 minute set was a textbook tour de force. A passionate, powerful performance that got the crowd on their toes and kept them teetering there for the entire show.

The encore arrived all too soon but Borrell's slick and sultry solo Fall, Fall, Fall was worth its weight in gold. Rejoined by Dalemo, Agren and Burrows the band climaxed with the frenzied harmonies of Stumble and Fall, Who Needs Be? and the sensational Somewhere Else.

As Borrell blasted out the lyrics "I really really wish I could be somewhere else", it was clear the fans singing along at the tops of their voices wanted to be nowhere but here.