Tilly and the Wall at the Leadmill, Sheffield, 4th September

There’s a tap dancer onstage, cheerleader chants and cute girls with flowers in their hair- technically this should be great, an exhilarating ride full of wonder and excitement, so why do I feel so numb? Tilly and the Wall have spent the entire of their seven year career waltzing along on sweet cutsie tunes, yet the live experience lacks the passion and drive for a believable performance.

It's almost as if the band are replacing their musical talent with an array of rough dance routines and a cheerleader, which after ten minutes becomes more of an annoyance than an attraction. We have to be thankful however that Tilly are at least attempting to make the experience exciting, but as another out of tune chorus fills the small room it's a step too far. Earlier in the evening The Guild, a band normally consisting of six members was stripped bare to a solo effort, and managed to completely hold the whole audience aghast. It appears less it definitely more, as the cramped arrangement Tilly and the Wall hold becomes more of a disaster by the minute.

Slowly the crowd’s attention filters and you find yourself distracted more by the person standing next to you nipping out for a pint rather than the goings on onstage. Sure, not every moment is painful, and specific songs stand out, but the delivery only lowers the standard, which leaves me wondering where this band have gained its impressive reputation.