Be Your Own PET - Bicycle Bicycle You Are My Bicycle (XL)
UK release date: 11 September 2006
No - not a cover of Queen's freewheeling atrocity Bicycle Race, nor a hymn to the illicit joys of the village hussy, Nashville's Be Your Own Pet shout, scream and squeal through two very brief minutes about, apparently, tearing shit up on a BMX.
The band, none of whom are old enough to drink in their native land, already exude the kind of yelping art-thrash that had critics salivating over the Yeah Yeah Yeahs three years ago - but BYOP will be lucky to replicate Karen O and co's commercial success anytime soon. While Bicycle, Bicycle... is certainly a slice of visceral power pop, it's too feral, too nonsensical to really cross over into the mainstream. It's no bad thing though, the group, led by the foghorn-lunged Jemima Pearl, have all the youthful exuberance of a playschool for ADHD sufferers, but they may need to put their pubescent temper tantrum behind them if they are to make a real stir in the music industry.
But, while they're still young, we should allow them to have their fun. As they yelp in Bicycle, Bicycle... "We're fast, we're fast, we're having a blast" and "We'll come to your town, tear your house down, turn the sky brown". If ever a band were destined for a neighbourhood watch-sponsored asbo, Jemima and her gang are. This is by no means their best - Adventure and Damn, Damn Leash from their eponymous debut album vie for that honour - however this is a primal blues racket that will have the inner 15 year old in you nodding along in approval.