From the catchy, dark edged opening chords, to the tunefully abrupt end, 'Myliner' by Symbo is definitely a sound to listen out for. The tenacious chorus, laidback vocal style and resonant riffs are irresistible and make the song as a whole memorable and impossible to not dance to.

Whatever they are drinking, I'll have the same! 'Release the Lions' is an impossibly funky, infectiously melodic aural delight! So far it's the only song by them I have heard, but I'm already addicted to their highly original trashy and sleazy sound.

When I was told I'd be reviewing Tyrannothesaurus and I read the word ‘emotronic' I thought ‘Tricky... how am I going to listen to it without vomiting blood?' but now I HAVE heard it, I'm pleased to inform you that I wouldn't necessarily describe it as emotronic. It's actually damn good. ‘Break Things' is an aural treat-it reminds me of watching children's TV programmes on acid. Sporadic and punchy, a great song to drive around checking people out to this summer.

With it's erratic choppy intro, 70's-esque vocals, cock rock style bridge and disco bassline, overlaid with something like a synthesizer put in a blender...you wouldn't think it would actually work. But it does. And then some. In fact, with each listen, I hear more snippets of various genres and it reminds me of many things I can't quite put my finger on, (other than it sounding like the music of choice of the glammest of drag queens on an MDMA binge) but that's just a flawless result of a successful combination of eclectic styles, sleaze and attitude.

If you asked me to sum up Wa Da We Da by Killola in one sentence I'd say it sounded like Patti Smith fucking KatieJane Garside. I know I'm not struck on Patti or Katie, but sling them together and it works. It's catchier than herpes, I'm already singing along with more enthusiasm than one of the delusional mentalists from ‘Pop Idol'.

This is a strange one...it sounds like so many different things that it's hard to pick out any specific comparisons. Although one that does spring to mind is that vocalist Dave Human sounds not unlike Sergio Pizzorno. (Which is always good because Sergio is yummy.)

Well, well, well. Give me ‘American Punk' and you are often signing up for a rant about how much I can't stand it in general. (I know I like Rancid, but that doesn't COUNT) So when I was given a Blameshifters cd to review, I eyed it with suspicion for some time, (even though I thought the sleeve was cute-as) and eventually bit the bullet...and really really liked it and would like to adopt them. So there.

Plastic Passion are a sweet three piece from Cheshunt. Their first show kicked off just days after their official formation in 2007. Before they became ‘official' with the addition of Mike Frank on drums, Glenn Clift (guitar and backing vocals) and Lemmi Eaton (what an ace names) released a split E.P featuring the song Not Art (which, according to ArtRocker magazine is an ‘art-punk anthem' although that makes it sound pretentious and tossy, trust me, it's not) which was released on Leaving Home Records, under the name Plastic Passion.