Judging by the lyrics of 'Love Lost', I guess Bokaata must have grown up listening to Greg McDonald – more tales of teenage yearning and defeat and loss than you could wave a wilting chrysanthemum at. Other influences I also approve of – The Manics (spiky awkward Holy Bible verses seducing us into huge melody soaked choruses) , the surging, wonky electronica of The Automatic and the frantic guitars of Placebo all glued together by a taut vocal intensity. However, despite all this arresting electric guts-grabbing power, my favourite track has to be the acoustic lament 'Refugee'. A very impressive, professional sounding debut from this Cambridge based 3 piece; now the question is whether they have the energy, imagination and bottle to take on the mediocre tastemongers and fading scenesters to get their music the audience it requires.

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