Moody, moog-decorated electro-sleaze indie from what we can only assume are a group of black-clad, whippet-thin Camden-erati boys with more than a passing interest in Mansun and Duran Duran.

“I’ve been dreaming about sex / sex with girls that I know”, croons the singer. Well, it’s hardly a stunning revelation, is it? 91% of all sexual encounters happen between people that know each other, apparently.

However, it has a nice chorus and a appreciable appreciation of widescreen, but ultimate, we want more sex in our sex, plus it’s a tad forgettable. And I’ll tell you what’s bloody annoying; their website doesn’t work. How am I meant to do my half-assed research? NURSE! PRESS RELEASE PLEASE!