Orange Juice: You Can't Hide Your Love Forever
Leyla Sanai, New Musical Express, 20 February 1982
SOME PEOPLE are irritated by Orange Juice. Onstage, they're relaxed and unrehearsed, and execute their clear-cut sound with such disregard for criteria such as tightness, that their rambling poplapses sometimes to a shambling sloppiness so easily taken to be contrived amateurism. But although Orange Juice's main danger has always been overstepping the boundaries of unflustered fluidity, and staggering bashfully through exaggerated surges of nearly-right chords, a polished and slick Orange Juice would be as worthless as a pleasantly euphonic Fire engines, a dour and professional Haircut, or a non-panicked, harnessed Rip Rig.
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