Rounding off a year of success as bewildering as Robbie Williams' post-Angels zenith, The Answer descend from their Olympian realm of noodling - hair billowing from the fortuitously placed fan the size of a jet engine - to deliver one more single.

And Come Follow Me's inclusion on any upcoming compilations called Driving Classics For Adventurous Accountants is assured.

The critical re-evaluation of David Coverdale and Whitesnake must be just around the corner. Cripes.