Ah more UK major label fodder à la Thirteen Senses, and they might be a little more palatable if their singer wasn't so bloody awful. The music is okay-ish - a rather overblown attempt at that sweeping, epic, grand, Muse-type alternative rock - lots of rising strings, heavy-handed piano, distorted guitar etc. But the singer sounds like an over-earnest Greg Dulli without any of the appeal, and considering they're from Chichester or somewhere then that accent must have taken some practice. The first two songs sound pretty much identical to me - all self-indulgent bluster - but the third, 7-minute plus song, "Angels over Kilburn", at least has the merit of keeping vocals to a minimum, instead resorting to that time old tear jerker, the sing and clap along climax…

Sorry to be so dismissive, but I just don't get it. Sony are no doubt pouring a considerable amount of their ill-gotten gains into this particular beat combo, presumably in the hope of "doing a Radiohead" with them. But their songs have no depth to them, all the angst is surface bluster, carefully managed by producer and label to appeal to undiscerning, "angst"-ridden students who have just discovered Kafka, Plath, and the Union Bar.

For me this is sorry evidence of the majors treating the formerly indie domain of indie/post rock in exactly the same way as they do the pop market - defining their market, defining the most appropriate "format" for that market, and churning out crap for that market to lap up.