We're not in 2007 anymore Toto. Whilst many of today's bands are either picking up glowsticks or jumping the Emo bandwagon, The Horrors are a more theatrical treat. Starting their debut album with a cover of Lord Sutch's 'Jack The Ripper' really sets the agenda for where The Horrors want to take you, it's a sonic ghosttrain with the skeletal drumbeat and creepy keyboards taking you back to the murky world of sixties psychedelia.

Whilst much has been made of The Horrors gothic look over the last few months, at last those who have given them a chance are rewarded with a dozen jittery rock classics (some already recognisable from the earlier EP release) that at times sound like The Ramones spending too long in the cemetery, before spinning back into rattling rock n roll with a sinister edge – for example how many bands write songs about finding individual gloves on the street and taking them home? Only one that we know of, 'Gloves' shows Faris Rotter on top of his game, seemingly channelling some sonic spirit through his wiry body as the organ clangs behind him. Brilliant.

Sure, you may have been put off The Horrors by early hype but you'd be a fool to miss the party now that their excellent debut has arrived. Turn the lights out and welcome them in!