Did you ever wonder what happened to those jangly 80’s guitar bands that swept in on the coat tails of The Smiths? Bands that re-defined a generation united the disenfranchised, who actually sang about real emotion? Well like all good things they came to an end, replaced by a conglomerate of manufactured industry bands.

This Is why The Organ are such a find, They came to England from Toronto last year without a record deal plying the release of the sinking hearts ep released on their own label, bought by a small selection of curious people who were transfixed by their instant charms.

The Organ ache with emotion, packing a lyrical punch of heart on sleeve sentiments against a fusion of intertwined guitar riffs and keyboards. Imagine The Smiths, Joy Division and The Sundays debut albums, the frank bewildered innocence, the challenge of feeling indifferent, then put this in a modern context and realise just how relevant this band are today when set against a legion of  bands that say nothing.

The tracks Stephen Smith, Brother and Love love love, that begin this debut, set the pace. Unashamed in their promotion of the emotional dysfunction. "Love oh love I’d like a little part of it’ sings Katie Sketch with desperate conviction on the devastatingly crushing for mentioned  ‘Love Love Love’, exploring the yearning for something physical but not having the nerve to initiate it. ‘Although our lips barely touched I have never felt so much’, she sings on the amazing previous pop masterpiece Mesmorize The City, a track that describes the chance meeting of someone special who all but fleetingly almost became something more than just an acquaintance.

The Organ embody everything that is missing in today’s horribly clinical music business, the faceless downloading, and chavy ringtones, don’t have a place in their world. It’s all about the songs and how they make you feel, and they make me feel pretty damn good actually.

9/10

James Heward