Howling Bells possess a sound reminiscent of another town, another time. They’ll take you to a place far eerier than Twin Peaks. They’ll spirit you to the abandoned Old West, to a town shrouded in snowfall, illuminated by campfire. In this town the beguiling melodies of this four-piece will reel and roll about your head like desire and anticipation – the twin themes of their self-titled debut album.

Recorded with renowned producer Ken Nelson (Coldplay), Howling Bells’ debut long player is an intoxicating collection. These are 12 songs that will ring in your ears long past listening. The hushed tom of Glenn Moule’s drums will pound at your brain. The exquisite tension and trauma of Joel Stein’s guitar will drive you to distraction. The basslines of Brendan Picchio prove ere-taunting. Then there’s the mesmeric voice, a voice that hangs as brightly as Hope Sandoval’s. Silky and sulky, vocalist Juanita Stein is prone to fits of sudden calm, creeping rage and perfect pop.