WITH its quintessential beer-sticky floors and faint smell of stale smoke, the Junction was the perfect place to see the rip-roaring rock n roll antics of the Subways for a raucous Monday night Cambridge crowd. With some very solid support from Wry and u

WITH its quintessential beer-sticky floors and faint smell of stale smoke, the Junction was the perfect place to see the rip-roaring rock 'n roll antics of the Subways for a raucous Monday night Cambridge crowd.

With some very solid support from Wry and up and coming Leeds indie-rock band the Sunshine Underground, the Subways had set themselves up for a pretty hyped up, predominantly young crowd.

The angst-ridden raspy sounds of the Subways has obviously struck a chord with teenagers who need something to play too loudly, jump around their bedrooms and dance floors to - the Subways set in short, is the soundtrack to a rebellion. As the Subways themselves say: "These teenage years, no they don't last."

Oh Yeah and the encore of Rock 'n' Roll Queen were obvious highlights, with the 'one album syndrome' of most songs becoming one giant sing-a-long ever-present. However, the new material was received well and the band's excitement was transferred to their fans.

Billy Lunn seems to have a real connection with his fans, he has the working class hero quality that so many young singers seem to lack, his arrogance is both infectious and appealing. The obvious chemistry between the lead singer and his girlfriend/bassist really transcends their live performance.

The Subways have crowd-surfed and thrashed their way into many a teenager's heart.

AMY HODKINSON