OK, let me explain, because some people, particularly Perth underground party kids, are going to see me posting a Harlequin League clip on my blog and be all like “WTF?” at me on Facebook. To them I say this; sure, on one hand they are one of those noisy guitar-pop bands that you see at every festival and half the gigs around town. But chop that hand off and look at the other one; they are FUCKING GREAT.

Not only are they sweet-talkin’ perfect gentlemen, but with each record they get simultatneously more idiosyncratic and more pop. I mean check this track out; it’s so loud. It’s even louder if you turn the volume up. You don’t hear Sydney bands like Faker or The Scare smashing out something this odd/fun/brilliant. This has me throwing myself around my kitchen like a teenage boy sculling his first six pack of Sub Zero. And I’m listening through laptop speakers. Respect.