The Twilight Sad are all over it, reeling in plaudits from all and sundry, both here and over the pond. They deserve it too. Singer James Graham just sounds so damn Scottish, and we all know that that is just cool. They also manage to sound like most of the best bits of most of the best bands out Scotland in the last twenty years. They manage the detached, half-drunk commentary of Arab Strap's Aidan Moffat, the sheer massiveness of Mogwai and the angry forlorn cries of Biffy Clyro... without even a hint of The Proclaimers or Shamen.

And She Would darken The Memory Of Youth is the full title of the haunting A-side but it's That Summer, At home I had Become The Invisible Boy that sticks in the head. Graham cries with worryingly real urgency: "The kids are on fire, in the bedroom, and the cunt sits at his desk, and he's plotting away." What a cunt.