Relentless and thrill-packed XTC-imitating spazz-punk joy, this. Fifteen songs worth of brazen, hyper-speed jerk-pop crammed into thirty-six blissful minutes, every moment bursting with plaintive-yet-rough, rude boy barbershop harmonising and guitars tighter than Jon Spencer's leather trousers, exploding hither and thither in orgasms of nonsensical tempo-rupturing pop, pop, pop!

Heard "A To B" yet? Think it's brilliant? Well you're right, but it's shit compared to the rest of what's on offer. "First Day" and the re-recorded "Robot" are getting there, "Carnival Kids", "The City Is Here For You To Use" and "Stupid And Shallow" are terse, tense, tightly wired, razor-wire post-punk, their version of Kate Bush's "Hounds Of Love" is as spectacular as the hype says, and the frantic, frenzied "Man Ray" spirals deliriously out of control under the crushing weight of its own staccato military rhythms like some long-lost relative of XTC's "Complicated Game". Listen once and then go right back to the start, there isn't a duff moment on here and it zips by with such speed and assurance that there's plenty waiting for you to pick up on repeat listens. Get now. -Ian Martin, Jul.27.04.

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