'The Waltzers' arrives with the tub-thumping percussion of, say, the Guillemots, or even fellow Glaswegians the Fratellis. However, spindly fairground Wurlitzer notwithstanding, this tune never really goes anywhere. Sure, there might be an almost entertaining tale of adolescent fumbles behind the coconut shy going on, but it never really grabs the attention. As with the protagonist and said fumblings, I'm left feeling slightly unsatisfied by the whole experience.
More exciting is flip-side near-instrumental 'Our Fires Are Electric'. The title may (or may not) be a nod towards Numan, but the sound goes back further still. There's more than a whiff of the Tornados about it and, even if the general feeling is of this being a slightly throwaway workout, there's enough to suggest that we may yet hear more of these Scots and their keyboard antics yet.