JLS – review

Wembley Arena, London; and touringAs the boyband-loaded silver Mercedes convertible dangles precariously above Wembley's crowd, consensus below is divided. There are the parents who mutter "health and safety", shielding their tweens from its chassis, and those whose squeals surge accordingly as Aston's gaze (possibly) meets theirs. "Down here," one girl screams, decked out in her JLS-emblazoned hoody, sucking a ream of candyfloss. "Marvin I love you," cries another, tossing her glow stick at the...

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