But not without a solid throw back.
The tunes, themselves, are a throwback of course; to the ska days of my youth, spent in checkered accessories, wondering what this reggae thing is all about.
But what No Doubt has always been great at is being No Doubt. Shamelessly so.
Spiky buns, mild drag, gallons of bleach and more bra straps than your common nun can shake a ruler at.
And I love it. Every single second of it.
No Doubt knows what’s good about No Doubt.
And they aren’t changing a bit of it.