Like a serial killer, The Golden Virgins chop up their most precious influences and cram them into an overstuffed suitcase that then bursts open, mashing parts together and creating inhuman combinations. Play spot the limb as 'Renaissance Kid' begins like a glam rock version of ‘Little Deuce Coupe’ before giving way to a Velvet Underground organ/guitar thrash to the end. The B-side 'Shadows Of Your Love' is a wonderfully arch death-folk song that kicks off with “well fuck you love and fare you well” and reaches its suicidal climax in “I’ll find a tree and choose a bough”. The more traditional crooning and picking is accompanied by a wonderful Sergio Leone accompaniment, all tinkling bells and spooky synths that’s at once cosily familiar and utterly alien. The closest modern comparison is the Super Furry Animals in the way they disinter and make contemporary the mouldy spirit of the 60s and 70s. The Virgins continue to make Sunderland sound like a city haunted by the ghosts of Lou Reed, Marc Bolan and Jeffrey Dahmer.