With a busy and buzzy set, The Toothpicks open up tonight and promptly make a bunch of friends. The set nods to both Arctic Monkeys-ish dry wit and Muse-y high camp, riddled with theatrical flourishes and Franz Ferdinand-esque danceability. It’s like meeting someone for the first time and them telling you the best joke you’ve heard in an age – you’d need a bloody dark heart not to find enjoyment here.
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