The Raveonettes

The Nordic Jack’n’Meg return, and by the sound of it they’ve spent the last three years locked in a deep freeze without any contact with the outside world. How else to explain ‘Dead Sound’, a garage rock romp that throbs and twinkles in all the right places but still sounds about as current as a Von Bondies B-side? As the unjust failure of Tarantino’s Death Proof at the box office proved, loving homage alone isn’t enough to survive these cruel days when fluoro armies stalk the nation, high on everything from Altern 8 to Late Of The Pier. The New Raveonettes, anyone?