Ok, it wouldn't be One Fan Clapping if we put a proper review on the site. So here's an, erm, alternate take of our thoughts on Millionaires. It's a poorly-written, poorly-constructed attempt at poetry; but I think it gets the point across, the album kicks butt!

One Fan Clapping's poorly-written haiku tribute to Millionaires:

James are back 
With a new record 
Called by the name Millionaires. 
It comes out on October the fourth. 
The very first track on the album is called "Crash." 
Tim's vocals soar over the upbeat rock arrangement. 
An energetic live track, it addresses someone's breakdown. 
The next song on the record is "Just Like Fred Astaire." 
Tim flies and soars to a catchy keyboard part, 
Telling the tale of a brand new love 
Who has so captured his heart 
That he has grown ill 
From feeling. 

Then we have
What was the single
Or, "I Know What I'm Here For."
Which should need little explanation.
"Shooting My Mouth Off" follows with great splendour. 
Reminiscent of '80's Depeche Mode, it dances 
Starting off slow, it builds to a poppy climax of keyboards 
Caught between a tender love song and a disparagement
The singer worries he has spoken too soon
And spoiled his only chance with the girl)
You'll hum the chorus for days.
Before moving on
To revenge. 

Next a prayer
The hate invective
Of "We're Going To Miss You."
Again highlighted by the keyboards
Tim's vocal warns against threatening the band
Building a lyrical shield to keep the bad things out.
Then comes the most disappointing song, EVER.
"Strangers," an example of bad sixth form poetry
Is backed by a truly boring melody. 
Bad enough to make anyone puke
From the soppy sentiment
To wretched lyrics,
It just sucks. 

But perk up,
"Hello" saves the day
Being quite sentimental
Yet thankfully not trite like "Strangers,"
Quiet, showing James' vulnerability.
Like a page out of Laid, it's sparse, yet feels very big.
"Afro Lover" returns us to an upbeat, dancing mood.
Fast and furious with a perfect shouty chorus
Discussing an encounter of east and west
He "has seen" and has become wise.
Then we have a big "Surprise,"
Just as heard on tour
Still vital.

A big sound
Perfect for arenas
About a contemplation
Of suicide by a friend of Tim's.
Contains by far the best line on the record
Of "Tell me what the view's like, deep down in your carpet."
Which makes very little sense, but made me laugh. 
"Dumb Jam" then roars right into earshot
Played on tour in ninety-four,
It's raucous

Guns and girls
Big guitar noises
Perfect for jumping about.
One of the highlights of the record.
But that which comes next should have been and is not
The best live song that James have debuted in ages
The recorded version fails to translate the booming chorus
Or the ironic, aching, self-pity of the song
Tim mumbles nasally through muddled verses
Before bursting into loud chorus
But they should have, in studio
Been able to grasp
It's huge vibe.

"Vervacious"
Vast name for a song.
Vast idea for a great song
Missing Sinead's vocals at the start
But they sound truly tremendous at the end.
Millionaires has turned out a very diverse record
Which flows together in a way Whiplash was unable.
While this may not become a follow-up number one,
It winds along an emotional journey
Touching a range of sounds and feelings,
The thing which makes James vital.
So to big success
Good luck guys!