Belle and Sebastian, the band for whom the word ‘indie’ was coined, are back and they are fighting.

This is the second single to be taken from the critically salivated-over 'Dear Catastrophe Waitress' and reflects the new ‘no whinging’ rule of the album. Instead of the weedy, insecure Belle and Sebastian of old that were loved a little, related to more than is expedient to admit to, but ultimately after five albums should really have got over themselves, this single presents an all new confidence and joie de vivre. Stuart Murdoch’s lyrics still retain their Beck-a-like nonsense slant and his incredible intonation allows him to fit more words into a stanza than most bands manage in a whole release, but this is a songwriter who now wears his sense of humour as well as his heart on his sleeve.

The rest of the band are in fine fettle too, producing a rhythm you can actually dance to and a brass section fanfare that is reminiscent of The Stranglers’ 'Duchess' in its exuberance.

The all new improved Belle and Sebastian are catchy, chirpy and punchy as hell. No longer simply ‘indie’ epitomised but the chief exponents of a new Power Indie revolution.