Hot on the heels of the hype surrounding The Hives come The Venue, a Scandinavian quartet who sound like they just walked out of 1965. Rough, tinny production backs up songs that walk an aural tightrope between Hermanโ€™s Hermits and The Seeds. As an exercise in โ€™60s-style garage rock itโ€™s all perfectly respectable, but the nagging question here is why bother with The Venue when you can hear the real thing?