REVIEW OVERVIEWS

If you've been ploughing through the Guardian coverage wondering "where is Petridis?", it seems he was keeping his poweder as dry as possible in the cirucmstances: his review appears today. He suggests that - what with all the rain and cold - you want a "chuckle" and so, for the first and possibly last time in history, novelty Welsh rappers Goldie Lookin' Chain seem more appealing than the White Stripes. Really? It had rained, Alexis; the world hadn't wobbled off its axis and gone careering through space.

Mind you, the Stripes fell a bit short, he reckons - caught in a "difficult stage" and unable to touch the audience:

even when Jack White apologises for the inclement weather, he does so through an electronic device that makes him sound like a Dalek announcing Earth's imminent destruction.

At this point in the day, the rest of the Guardian team, and the NME crew, haven't yet updated their site with a Sunday round-up.

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