More power to them in that regard – both in Nicholas Petricca’s delivery and lyrics, there’s a sense of liberation and freedom that can be infectious – but What If Nothing can’t reasonably keep it up for nearly an hour, and falls flat too often to fully make the most of what they’re trying to do. If anything, What If Nothing sees its creators venturing into the wilderness and coming out with a lumpen, misshapen mess of an album that may cultivate some gems in isolation, but is the furthest thing from a concise body of work. Well, if anyone’s expecting Walk The Moon’s dalliances with the pop world to translate to What If Nothing being a similarly succinct, straightforward indie-pop follow-up, they wouldn’t be blamed but they’d be proved demonstrably wrong. As such, it was always going to be interesting to see what a post- Shut Up And Dance Walk The Moon would deliver, and how influential their flirts with mainstream superstardom would be. Even if the album it was from Talking Is Hard didn’t reach similar levels of smash success, the fact that Walk The Moon had a genuine hit under their belts wasn’t something to be overlooked. For as slight as its qualifications as a rock song are, it was still a significant rock crossover in 2015 when that was virtually unheard of, not to mention the sort of upbeat, bright pop song that so much of the dour 2015 charts lacked. There’s no way to talk about Walk The Moon without mentioning Shut Up And Dance.