Yes, the rumours are true. The Daleks have invaded Earth and decided to exterminate us all by releasing records so quirky they make Michael Jackson look like a geography teacher from Slough.
In actual fact, this is the product of a couple of twenty year old from Liverpool and Chesterfield and an analogue keyboard. The urgent electro opening makes you sit up and take notice before the intentionally monotone distorted vocals kick in and invade your brain.
The problem with trying to be trying to be totally original is that you end up falling back on a few standard formulae to get going. Conforming non-conformity as it were. Nevertheless, itís a catchy little piece of synth pop.
Fortunately, the whole thing gives off an aura that screams tongue-in-cheek at you so loudly it rivals the Cillit Bang advert. Itís a couple of lads having a laugh, and presumably getting a bit of cash for it. And we canít begrudge them that can we?