Cable Street Spy Club are four boys, the products of two seaside towns and a diet of shoegazing indie, pop, disco and good ol' fashioned rock 'n' roll. In true modern spirit they blend stabby guitar hooks, rug-cutting rhythms, uplifting melodies and desperate lyricism in a cocktail of perfect indie-disco pop - yet rather than borrowing heavily from the 80s like their contemporaries, choose to bypass the 80s almost entirely, instead gunning straight for the electricity of 70s disco and the pathos of 90s new wave, and borrowing only the rolled-up t-shirt sleeves, tight jeans and questionably affluent haircuts. These young proteges of a certain James Robert Morrison of the infamous Carter USM are set to tear it up from London to the South Coast and beyond - have axe, will travel. Batten down the hatches - Cable Street Spy Club are gonna bang in your face. Or something.