V-Twin : Swissair

...they've left any memorable tunes in their checked luggage underneath their bars of Toblerone and replica cuckoo clocks...

Afflicted by some kind of musical Tutankhamen’s curse, Glaswegian indie currently seems doomed to shamble about in Peel Session-friendly obscurity for eternity. Take [a]V-Twin[/a]: they have all the right moves (grimy Northern Soul stomp, backwards guitars, sirens, chorus that sounds like [a]Dexys Midnight Runners[/a] in a wind tunnel), but ‘Swissair’ just never really gets airborne: maybe it’s something to do with the fact that, like most of their fellow citizens, they’ve left any memorable tunes in their checked luggage underneath their bars of Toblerone and replica cuckoo clocks.

Pat Long