Angel Tech Angel Tech

Bristol, eh? Perhaps best known music-wise for that period in the 90s when cheesy wotsit consumption went into overdrive and we were graced with efforts from the likes of Massive Attack, Portishead et al.

Back in the 21st century, arty trio types Angel Tech have knocked together an album for our consumption. According to the sleevenotes, parts were recorded 'on location in Heathrow Airport and Stoke Newington' interestingly enough.

From that, you can possibly gather that Angel Tech are very much in the DIY league of bands - singed to a indie label, apparently working in their own studio - and it's good to see the ethic still remains in an age of quick-fix, sanitised shite that passes for apparent alternative music at this moment in time.

And credit must also go to Tim Atack, Doug Bott and Neil Johnson for trying, if nothing else, to make interesting, engrossing soundscapes on what must be a limited budget. Fair play for opening an album with a number entitled Angel Tech RIP as well.

But - the band are often held back by several shortcomings. For example, the six minute Molotov is clearly reaching for the epic but it reigned back by weak vocals and beats. The amount of irritating electronic beeps also grates on several tracks whereas The Jukebox Will Tear Us Apart is a list song that simply doesn't work - despite namechecking Billy Bragg and the Wedding Present.

But, credit where it is due, when the band strip it down to a more natural sound, such as on Embers, a far more satisfying vibe comes across which highlights the obviously well-thought ideas.

There may well be something for the more experimental souls here, especially those with a certain kind of dance stance, but others may well want to beware.