Matt Tong sounds like he's ditched his drumsticks and kit for a pair of spanners and selection of glass windows, while Kele has clearly been brushing up on his Kylie back catalogue and is panting heavily and giving it the whole husky, sexy pop-God thing. The rest of the band launch a tirade of piercing sonic guitars over a rumbling, super-speed electro-beat and the overall effect should be enough to cause spontaneous robot-dancing around every indie-disco in the land. Plus the drum solo at the end sounds like a sped-up version of 'Blue Monday'. Which is always ace.












