The Family Cat

Big chords, powerpop hooks, sharp lead guitars that slice through walls of noisy rhythm, clattering drums. Plainspoken, dry indie juiced with the same sort of perky positivity and bite that groups like the Stone Roses had in their early days. I am a sucker for this stuff.

A shame they didn't happen in a bigger way as they had all the right ingredients there, and they quite tactfully, cannily walked the line dividing longing, wallowing shoegaze and voluminous, blustering Britpop.