‘You’re a dumb c**t / You’re an arsehole / Every time you talk you mumble, grumble / Need to wipe your mouth after you speak cos it’s an arsehole, bumhole / Dumb c**t.’ Well, good morning to you too, Amy Taylor. As opening lines to a magnum opus go, Jerkin’ is not exactly, ‘It was the best of times, it was the worst of times’. But, delivered over a crunchily classic rock riff with Amy’s classic Wendy-O-Williams-does-Iggy-Pop sneer, it does offer a perfect distillation of where Amyl And The Sniffers find themselves on album number three. Amy puts the ‘pro’ into ‘profanity’ throughout, keeping the Sniffers’ punk rock credentials thrillingly intact. But all that effing-and-riffing can’t obscure the fact that this immense-sounding record – recorded at the Foo Fighte...