For a label responsible for artists as diverse as Jim O'Rourke, Four Tet and Pram, I guess there should be no great surprise that Domino should dip a full foot into the beer-coloured waters of all-things Strokes-esque. But Franz Ferdinand haven't been delivered to us from New York or Detroit, but from fabled Glasgow, and there's the rub.
To prove that the Brits can't do this sort of thing straight there's an enjoyable campness to Franz Ferdinand, reflected in the glammy sounds evident on Shopping For Blood and Van Tango. The best moments sound like that brief episode in pop (around 1972) when everyone in the business imagined they had the androgyny of Rudolph Nureyev, despite resembling bricklayers.
Van Tango even features some natty 96 Tears-style keyboards while A-Side Darts Of Pleasure successfully resuscitates the cadaver of the Psychedelic Furs, if you can handle that. A grower.