The Coral

To Be Honest: When bands release experimental material between their 'proper' albums, it's normally not worth the effort as it smacks of arrogance: 'Look, we can fart through kazoos and it's still brilliant!' No, no it's not.
Luckily, The Coral are a young band on a creative high, and Nightfreak and the Sons of Becker oozes ideas from every orifice with not a pretentious bum note in sight. Quite the contrary, the band are clearly enjoying themselves and the effect is kind of like The Clash guest-starring on Monty Python's Flying Circus.
'Song Of The Corn' sounds like it could be an out-take from The Wicker Man soundtrack. 'I Forgot My Name' is pure Beatles psychedelia distilled through a megaphone filled to the brim with high-strength vodka. 'Auntie's Operation' is a load of panicking guitars and ambulance sirens. 'Migraine' begins with the complaint, 'My body's shaking and I'm shitting bricks,' and ends with a doctor recommending, 'apples or something, yeah?'
The whole effect is like a combination of The Super Furry Animals' pop derangement and the raw, scary feel of The Velvet Underground's White Light/White Heat. Cutting edge but loveable as hell.

Listen out for: The phrase, 'Do you remember a punk band from the '80s called the Shaven Cocks?'
Play: While painting and decorating. You'll end up with a house that makes people lose their minds the instant they enter.