Brendan Telford, Journalist

Dalmak is transcendentalism across cultures that doesn’t come with the cringe.

The live instrumentation entwined with the evocative synth lines and Morris’ bold vocals elevates Calluses to a glorious statement of intent.

Warbled yacht rock (Freaking Out The Neighbourhood), anguished odes (My Kind Of Woman), lurking guitar pop chagrin (Ode To Viceroy) – all done with panache and a lopsided grin. Demarco is a superstar.

Electronic pulses feed throughout, and as the staccato beat of closer Almanac smashes the glass ceiling of expectations, it’s bluntly apparent that Repave stands tall.

"We are a loose band, and deliberately so, but there was an emphasis to how we could work as a unit, because we had all this time to write and we wanted to push ourselves into places we hadn’t been in before."

"The attitude I had wasn’t to focus on the end product but to not plan, to be open to things."

Hidden Horizons is breathtaking in its approach, composure and steely elegance.

There is talent here – let’s hope that with time to reflect and grow up, album number two hits some higher peaks.

As an ambient wash, it works well; but as a stand-out pop statement, there’s little to grasp onto here.

"I’m doing my masters degree as well as a part-time job and doing music, and it’s a bit of a juggling act."

"Crowbar has become a sort-of residency for us to play, and those guys have really gone above and beyond in order to get bands like us as many shows as they can."