"Lifeblood is the last thing anyone was expecting from the Manics right now.

That is, a good album.

It certainly confused me."

The much-delayed for reasons beyond any human's control 50th issue of Robot Fist updates with a mass of content, including my take on lifeblood.

Their retrospective on Kenickie's "At the Club" is missing the point horrifically, however. Kenickie weren't just good-time gals, downing alco-pops and running around and falling over. They were deeply manic-depressive.

Standard line I use for Kenickie: Days in Darkened bedrooms, Night in Darkened clubs.

And that's why they were important.