**Warehouse find!** Addled, upset-stomach, DIY-or-die synth/indie/psiko-pop on Itchy Bugger's Little Winners label, mighty concise but OVERBRIMMING with juice. Overbrimming with...Goose? As with Itchy, its bargain-basement instrumentation belies seriously affecting songwriting, and adroit four-track arrangements gleaming through the topsoil. It starts with some aching Diat-esque post punk and a sweet jangle ditty about sitting in the kitchen w/ your ciggies and your beer, all perfectly serviceable, but rapidly mutates into something altogether more dense and thorny and deranged and overpowering, and somehow anthemic with it too, at what point sounding like, dunno, Pumice gone wave, or, er, Total Control curdling into scrambled egg (er..). Maybe it's the infernal heat but right now this feels like some life-affirming shite - totally overlooked it last year to be honest, I think cos IB's Double Bugger, released in the same batch, hogged the attention (and quite right too). Last copies, long sold out at source! If you buy one and want a download, email us.