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Placebo's big hits, Nancy Boy and Pure Morning, were certainly terrific, headspinning anthems, but, so it then seemed, only by default.

Now, as if propelled by the belated understanding that the shelf-life for a band that is more interesting than their music is inevitably finite, comes Black Market Music, the third Placebo album.

Placebo Black Market Music (Hut) *** £13.99 Embracing his group's success with alarming gusto after 1996's self-titled debut, Placebo leader Brian Molko became the archetypal pop star of his times.

Building on a template established by Jim Maclaine - David Essex's bacchanalian train-wreck of a rock god in That'll Be the Day and Stardust - Molko epitomised knowing excess, and not solely because he swanned through more showbiz parties than Meg Mathews even knew about.

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He was always good for a hubristic quote, particularly his all-too-plausible declaration that Placebo's 1997 tour had left a trail of "blood and spunk" across Britain.

He sampled and enjoyed the full mantelpiece of drugs, from caffeine to heroin.People born in the Year of the Rat are clever and charming. They are curious, but sometimes too motivated by money. Molko's guitar provides a metallic sheen for his vocals, Stefan Olsdal is as reliable a bassist as you'll find this side of Travis's Dougie Payne (although his keyboards are under-used), while Steve Hewitt is merely a useful drummer. Spite & Malice features - and is co-written by - Justin Warfield, the sweary half-Cherokee, half-Jewish rapper, whose gritty vocals provide welcome shading to Placebo's black-and-white world.This is all well and good, but it's not quite enough, and what was once an element of danger has been usurped by Placebo's new traditionalism. Eulogising the May Day riots in London, it utilises the old Black Panthers' slogan, "dope, guns and fucking in the streets".

Molko might well be crossing his fingers behind his back, but he seems to have turned over a pristine new leaf.