Swim Deep - To My Brother

B-Town boys Swim Deep’s debut album, ‘Where the Heaven Are We’, sounded like it managed to have a cheeky snog with the galaxy’s brightest star, all sun-kissed melodies and sweetly delivered vocals. It did seem a bit simplistic at times - the three-chord rhythms and basic hooks fell flat in the odd place - but it was the very definition of far-out. There was always a big room for improvement, though.

These swooning prayers to the skies above have been answered by the sacred deities of indie. Their sound has been injected with a boldness and size that’s pretty shocking, on first listen. It’s far closer to the 90s-nodding influence touched upon in their first album – it’s all Robbie Williams’ ‘Millennium’ and ‘Screamadelica’ in one package – and basks gloriously in an ocean of psychedelic guitars and synths more baggy than the trousers in a Weightwatchers Before-And-After advert. Quit waiting: grab some round-lensed goggles, shove on a pair of kaleidoscopic flippers, and dive right the hell in.