Slightly bonkers Scottish rockers...

"Any song that invokes A-Ha, Daft Punk and speed-metal riffage is a certified winner. A gold medal, then, to distorted pop cabal Meursault, who cram all of the above plus thunderclap drums, banjo snarls and a general sense of the devil's own revelry into 'The Furnace': a feat which, by turns, conjures REM, the Arcade Fire, midnight rituals and Ceilidh romps. The Edinburgh rock diviners debut album is chock-a-block with roudy aural confections and gilded treats, from the title track's glam-stomp Wolf Parade homage to the glimmering electro of 'Salt Part 1' via far-out ukelele balladry (Salt Part 2) and homespun laments (A Small stretch of Land).They're mobilised by the swaggering yowl of errant one-man bard Neil Pennycook - a skewed philosopher and startling frontman with a sardonic (yet justified) line in self-belief: "I will call myself an army, I will call muself a king," he wryly-rightly-sings." PLAN B magazine MySpace


Neil Pennycook, Chris Bryant, Fraser Calder, Calum Macleod


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