Attic Lights are yet another amazing guitar-pop outfit from Glasgow, following the masters Cosmic Rough Riders and Teenage Fanclub.
If, like me, your tired of the middling, crashing, vocally mundane "indie" noise, or the whining sorrowful bleakness of the Muse and Coldplay-alikes, that radio stations and music TV channels constantly pump out to seemingly please their "demographic", then for the love of "God", buy this.
Then buy it for everyone else you know.
Like the Cosmics and Fannies, Attic Lights have made this album full of feel-good, sunny pop at it's best.
The musical equivalent of the getting your best friends together, going camping and having a barbecue party on a warm July Saturday evening. In a picturesque countryside cornfield. While the girls with cute plaits in their hair dance around to it playing on the stereo. At sunset.
Taste life. Listen to Friday Night Lights.