I feel bad about disliking them – they’re fairly young, technically brilliant, and merely trying to achieve something that they’re probably passionate about. However, bands like this are dangerously inauthentic and Brighton is becoming flooded with them - think Hull, but with bad music replacing the water and no lives endangered.

No doubt they’ll be getting quite a bit of publicity soon - one look at their Myspace implies that they’ve got some backing - so a little bit of reserved vitriol probably isn’t going to do them too much harm.

So, first off, the music is underwhelming: a bitter tasting cocktail of diluted Steely Dan, mixed with <insert other generic soft-rock/funk fusion influence>, and the sans-testicle vocal tones of Maroon 5. The lyrics are banal and meander annoyingly, creating unforgettable, boyish, melody lines.

And at times the music develops into something akin to the grandiose rock opera of Queen, but with the genuine showmanship of said band replaced with the rehearsed professionalism of an X-Factor finalist.

Lastly, are these accents real? I apologise sincerely if any of these guys really are American, but there is a foul smell in the air, redolent of the eggy fart of a Marketing Man.

Maybe it’s all just a bit of fun but there are better bands out there that deserve your attention and it’ll be a shame if too many bands like this crowd them out. For a much better - and far more soulful - experience, go to the Vinyl’s next gig

If the endorphins of Daft Punk and Kraftwerk were combined with a psychogenic compound, the resultant mixture given to an imprisoned Pet-Shop-Boys, who were then forced to go and make music under controlled conditions, (subliminally) influenced by Fleetwod Mac records - Something akin to the music of Cut Copy might be produced - if you filtered out the expected anxiety and screams…

…and with ‘In Ghost Colours’ - I think they (Cut Copy, not the above) have created one of the albums of 2008. It’s a beamy, mix of melodies and tight harmonies, which helps to recreate a little bit of personal sunshine - especially handy in these Autumnal days of dark.

Live; the songs are slightly different in feel - this sometimes good, sometimes less so, but rarely anything more severe…

On the plus side, the hand claps, build ups, moments of release, erratic movements, and distinctive vocals are ace - but the backing tracks, marginalised guitars, and loss of (some) dynamic, are the less positive aspects of live translation

Some of the albums melancholic moments are also lost amidst the euphoric rushes - but given the heady production on the recordings, some of the above can be excused - the reproduction is generally faithful and impressive…

…When the new tracks arrive, it appears that a musical transition is afoot; euphoric electro-pop is saying hello, and hazy, uplifting indie is waving goodbye. The next album will reveal more.

On the whole, this was an enjoyable performance - if not quite as joyous as it could have been if I was more inebriated.

www.myspace.com/cutcopy

From the off, my heid is blasted with apocalyptic, electronic blasts, played with a visceral intensity. The live, rather than recorded drums, provide a pounding, tribal quality, whilst the combination of shite keyboards and pedals, lends proceedings a stylish, lo-fi gravitas.

The racket is loud and entropic, but still makes sense, always. At times I was sweating a substance that appeared to be liquid joy. Unfortunately I forgot to bottle it and sell it to the depressed. This is insensitive. I apologise.

These guys really do it live. Quite frankly, one of the best fucking gigs I’ve been to in recent years.

www.myspace.com/holyfuck