Listening to the Chemical Brothers is a little like eating at your favourite restaurant every day for a year. You know exactly what you’re going to get, and as time passes it’s not as great as it should be, but you keep heading back simply because of the familiarity and the cute waitresses. But, even if the waitresses were offering blowjobs, it’s very hard to continue servicing this establishment.

The album starts off strong with the title track, ‘We Are The Night’, which whilst stereotypically Chemical Brothers still maintains some of Tom and Ed’s genius in melding sounds that shouldn’t go together into a groovy whole. Disclaimer – Strong, in context of this album is a bit like celery that’s been in the sun for 3 days.

‘All Rights Reversed’ sees the first collaboration on the album which happens to be the Klaxtons, who I think are overrated anyway, and this does nothing to discourage that belief. It’s just plain boring. ‘Saturate’ is another throw away track, sounding like the most generic house track possible, whilst ‘Do It Again’ featuring Ali Love sounds like the most generic electro track possible. When will people learn that electro and house is not good music? It was good music 10 or 20 years ago when these sounds were fresh to ears not used to electronic sounds, but in a day and age where even coffee cups beep it’s just stupid.

‘Das Spiegal’ is a bit of fun, with accordions sounding synths squeaking over the Chemicals signature beats. ‘The Salmon Dance’ with Fatlips is also a bit of fun, easily a favourite, although I have a love of songs about fish. ‘Burst Generator’ is possibly the closest they come to their old glory days, but it’s destroyed by the ‘A Modern Midnight Conversation’ which follows it. This tune with its Thompson Twins vocals and 80s mentality is bound to be featured in a dance scene in this season of Queer as Folk. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, but there’s a time and a place for that and it’s not after a really rocking track.

Battle Scars with Willy Mason is forgettable, Harpoons is too much like a too long interlude between tracks, and ‘The Pills Won’t Help You Know’ featuring Midlake pretty much says it all – no matter what drugs made you enjoy the Chemical Brothers in the past, they’re not going to help you get over how average this album is.