It’s easy to discern why Saint Agnes have titled their second album the way they have. The bloodsuckers in question are evidently the toxic, time-draining people that have made Kitty A. Austen boil over, to the extent that a lot of the album is frothing with hatred. On the flipside, the Londoners have always had a thing with vampires – indeed, the night-dwelling, garlic-hating creatures gave their name to the quartet’s 2021 album. The sad irony about Bloodsuckers, however, is much of it is as clichéd as the image of a vampire itself. Often, they’re let down by the lyrics’ overused phraseology. The scratchy Animal’s declaration of savagery and fortitude doesn’t have the power behind it that it wants when it resorts to clichés about not behaving, confessing sins and being ‘th...