Nothing Means Everything (Lavolta)
After a year of sell-out gigs and internet hype the Cumbernauld brotherly trio plus two mates release their debut album. The opener (‘The Panic’, about STD fear) is prophetic: a great, stompy, bang of the fists and wail of the klaxons with enough immediacy to appeal to the ADD kids – a bit like The Automatic’s ‘Monster’. From there the music whizzes along in a Killers-like tornado of reprised choruses and energetic shouts, with the plaintive angst underneath picked up by the sinister synths. As a battle cry for dissatisfied youth, the album formulates the questions but gives few answers.