Myths Of The Near Future

It's fair to say that Klaxons have a weight of expectation upon them with the release of 'Myths Of The Near Future', their debut album.

Just over a year into their existence the kids love them, dress like them and go glowstick-wielding mental at their gigs. The media can smell something molten hot going on but are bemused as to what it is. For the music consumer and MySpace addict there's the mad energy of the three singles including 'Magick', a frenetic paean to occultist Aleistair Crowley. For the more casual observer there's a lot of talk about 'nu-rave', a term bassist Jamie Reynolds coined many months ago to describe the way his band occasionally reference the era when dance music ruled UK. It's a phrase that, for a firey guitar band, is misleading and yet sometimes bizarrely appropriate.

The word 'klaxon' derives from the Greek word for "to shriek". Those who have fluoro-pogoed along to the galloping 'Four Horsemen of 2012', Klaxons set-closer and debut album-closer, would admit that the three-piece live up to such a description. On the other hand, tune into deliciously harmonic new song 'Golden Skans', with its Beach-Boys-go-'80s backing vocals, and suddenly all spikiness has dissolved in a flurry of soft-hearted throb.

'Myths Of The Near Future' will surprise a lot of people. 2007 could be Klaxons' year, with their stew of cosmic imagery, avant-garde awareness, dizzy melodies and raging energy.