Like the soundtrack to some life changing moment of emotional euphoria, No Shouts, No Calls, the latest release from Brighton-based all-girl group Electrelane, affirms the notion that not everything coming from the British Isles with the word 'Indie' stamped across it has to be the sort of watered down tosh currently polluting the airwaves in the UK. At once soothing and energetic, ferocious and effeminate, beautiful and powerful, No Shouts, No Calls is a passionate, confident effort, and a welcome return to a good British band making good tunes.

Whilst tracks such as "Five" head down a haunting, post-rock jam-fest route, full of off-kilter drumming and jittery guitars like a musical panic attack, others, like the mellow, drifting "In Berlin" provide the calm before the storm, the shoulder to cry on after the grip of fear has taken hold, the false sense of security. There's a lingering sense of the dark hiding amongst the layers of popping pianos, slicing guitars and wailing vocals that slam into one another and create and brooding, slowly building surge of adrenalin.

Imagine you're in the throes of a dark dream, a nightmare where you're chasing after the person you love the most but can't quite catch them. You're running, they're running, your heart is pounding, your head is racing, slicing rays of orange sun slash through dark clouds that dance up above. You slip, you fall, your heart thumps loudly like the beat of a drum; suddenly you spring up from sleep to find the person you love the most beside you, sleeping peacefully.

Now imagine what that sounds like, and chances are you'll come somewhere close to the madness and melody trapped within the eleven songs that make up this fine little album.

Recommended Links:
► www.electrelane.com
► www.myspace.com/electrelane

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