I picked this up after catching a short set at a charity gig a few weeks back and it sat in the pile for a while. On finally popping it on I was quite startled. What in my (admittedly sleep-deprived and alcohol-addled) memory were a decent, interesting but basically indie band in concert, I found transformed. The nine songs here, kicking off with the Bonzos-like foolishness of Radioactive Girl, take that mannered Northern indie template down all manner of odd avenues. Odd bug-eyed wibbling, understated electronica, space-rock riffery and bleary psychedelia all add to the tunes to thoroughly grin-inducing effect. Shitstorm even goes as far as to sound like an outtake from a scatalogical detour from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
Some might find the sometimes Boosh-like quirkiness a bit much, but there's a real accomplished edge and pervading ambition to the daftness that's massively endearing. Another South Yorkshire gem.