Goodness, this is Scottish! James Graham’s accent is so intensely Caledonian it can’t help but be a main, and sometimes overwhelming, feature of his band’s second LP. The vocal consistently spins itself out over an equally constant backdrop of the band’s widescreen indie meets MBV-esque guitar rumble. The problem is that this palette never really changes. After nicely paced opener ‘Reflection of the Television’, the thing trudges on and on, the tracks following instrumental dreamscape ‘Scissors’ feeling like a second album from a worse band. And, seeing as we’re on a slating tip, the mood and lyrics are so emotionally charged that after ten minutes only the psychologically damaged bedroom hermits will be singing and crying along. So, while 12-16 year olds still exist, don’t be surprised if The Twilight Sad stick around.

By Edgar Smith

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