“The Shadow Ministers blow in like a rough south-westerly tonight from Adelaide, and make it instantly clear that they understand the two cardinal rules of rock n’ roll: don’t overthink it, but don’t *ever* undercook it. Not one note here is anything other than crystal-clear, 12-bar, British-invasion classic – but not one note isn’t screaming, pounding, dancing, or sweating its neck off. Absolutely bloody joyous.”