ABOUT THIS ITEM

Indietronica, post-rock, avant? Whatever, this is clever and moving stuff from this arty Birmingham 3 piece. There's krautrock, psychedelia, clanging minimalism but it wouldn't matter a jot if it wasn't for beautiful singer Trish Keenan's voice. Weirdly empty yet endearingly childlike, too, she floats over and amongst the occasionally languid, often chaotic music. It's like a dream: a late 60's and Tomorrow's World 70's vision of an electronic future that never seems to arrive. Out of time, out of place. What could be better?