The song’s catchiness is undeniable. The chorus lodges itself in your brain with ruthless efficiency, and the overall structure follows the classic verse-chorus-verse blueprint with professional competence. This is rock music that knows exactly what it wants to be and achieves those modest ambitions with aplomb.

The Daytime High have created a perfectly serviceable slice of classic rock revivalism. It’s the kind of track that will sound brilliant at 2 AM when you’re three pints deep and feeling nostalgic for sounds you’re too young to remember first-hand. Whether that’s enough in a world already drowning in competent retro-rock remains the question.

Still, when the riff kicks in and Johansson starts singing about finding that different glow, you’re reminded why these old formulas became formulas in the first place. Sometimes the best way forward is a well-executed step backward.