Now, here’s a single worth investing in: a split single from two Big Scary Monsters mainstays – one track from Secondsmile with ‘Aspen Fears’, the other courtesy of young upstarts Meet Me In St Louis with their ‘I Have Knives In My Eyes, I’m Going Home Sick’. Nice one.

Those up on their knowledge of 2006 debuts will know that Secondmile’s Walk Into The Light And Reach For The Sky was something of a triumph. Splicing together the massive singalong choruses of post-millennial emo with the atmosphere of post-rock, the quartet caused a thoroughly-deserved stir amongst the press ranks. ‘Aspen Fears’ builds on the template of strained wails and reverb-soaked guitar motifs set forth on their debut, but trades in their much talked of unpredictability for simpler routes. Come the release of their second album later this year, you can bet despondent Biffy Clyro fans will recruit en masse to Secondsmile’s cause.

Meet Me In St Louis, on the other hand, are the antithesis to Secondsmile’s atmospheric wanderings. As it should be, right? After all, this is a vs. single, so it’s nice to have two very different bands fitting the bill. Ultimately, Meet Me In St Louis fare better in this battle.

As a band who bettered themselves in quality since their awesome EP release last year, I'd be surprised if their debut album, to be released in August with Alex Newport’s (At The Drive-In, The Mars Volta) skillz behind the production desk, is anything less than stunning. The first single taken from said album is a winding epic, full of erratic time signatures and evolving dynamics. The opening minutes of the song teeter on the edge of combustion, interpreting the stop-start rhythms as a build-up to a more succinct conclusion. Its mid-section is sparse, employing a slower build before upping the tempo double-speed for a final two-minute blast of punk-fucking-rock.

Some will wrongly denounce'I Have Knives In My Eyes, I’m Going Home Sick’, with all its unpredictability and schizo-structure, for taking a few listens to take in all the jerks and handbrake turns. This is, after all, the sound of post-hardcore destroying itself and starting again. For those willing to listen, try and catch them live – they’re touring everywhere in the next few months and next year they’ll be Bigger Than Jesus.

Now, divert your eyes this way to buy it.