A critical cache larger than an offshore indie hedge fund and songs with anthemic leanings that burrow under your skin, Bad Veins were never short of acclaim. Loading up on disparate sounds and feeding the results onto tape makes for a rich MGM, golden era Hollywood ambiance that is rich, luxurious and patchwork. This collection marries indie guitar pop with all the synthesized flux of movie magic and tonal dissonance. There’s a certain new wave edge to all the sonic romance that undercuts the warmth to introduce a cold spell before receding. These injections, allow the band to play with the contrast of the piece and give glimpses of rawer ideas before technicolour filters and Dolby surround sound was introduced. Roll out the red carpet before listening to this one.