Its a coming-of-age moment that looks to the future and the past; and there is something candied and piper-like about the nuggets of electric arpeggio that seem to fall in continuous waves.

Shes an optimist; she is deeply personal... This is the voice you want singing you to sleep.

Singer-guitarist Todd Dorigo and bassist Dougie Poynter have put together a dance-rock sound that feels like the club band in a spy thriller. Were drinking the Blue label tonight my friends.

The drums are distinctive, as is the slightly dissonant piano intro. This song comes in all horror movie shower scene, and goes out in a ball of electronic fire.

Yes, its an homage, but its in a tradition of Indie hat-tipping that goes back to Weezer calling out Buddy Holly on The Blue Album.

Sheridan asks the listener to think about whatever it is that makes them feel good. We like the lazy guitar strumming, the ice-cream-soft voice, and the variated Hey Mickey drum beat.

Callum Pitt comes to us from Newcastle Upon Tyne, England, where he sits by the river and strums his guitar, whispering sweet nothings into the belly of the wind.

You put that British-sounding electric guitar against some strings and everyone will cry The Verve. But more, its got that command of something we are all trying to get to.