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Eight years down the line and Tellison (who sound more like a phone company than a band) are on their second release, ‘The Wages Of Fear', which is actually named after a 1953 French film (not sure what it's about, it's in French). The London quartet is surely kind to their fans too, giving away a free EP digital download with any pre-order of the album, which contains a Rolo Tomassi remix of their latest single, ‘Collarbone'.

They're essentially the band your mother will love, sounding like a softer version of Biffy Clyro or a British Anberlin. Their songs are just pleasant, happy and upbeat, basically the kind that you'll probably see on TV adverts this Summer. In fact, some of their songs have been featured on The Inbetweeners. Deceivingly, ‘The Wages Of Fear' is probably one of the most misleading names this band could give the album, and would be far more expected on something like the next Chimaira release.

This album is blissfully mellow, the perfect soundtrack to a picnic, or something else that's Summer. Take ‘Know Thy Foe', a song that's so laid back it's practically horizontal. Also, this is a nice simple album. Simple is good, look at ‘American Idiot', musically it was quite simple, but it was still an amazing and ground breaking album.

I'm not gonna lie, I usually hate this kind of music, but this album was refreshing. This was probably due to Stephen Davidson‘s singing voice goes against the norm; it doesn't irritate me, it's soothing and calming. The majority of the indie scene has the vocal talents of a tone deaf Labrador, barking broken word lyrics over a mind numbingly simple guitar riff. I mean come on, Luke Pritchard from The Kooks sounds like he's had the speech centre of his brain removed and had it replaced with a potato.

And where would an indie album be without the odd quirky song. This albums quirk-tastic song is about dentistry. ‘Freud Links The Teeth And The Heart' is a little romantic song about a crush on his dentist, who is "a girl from France", in fact he "fancies off her pants". Again, this sort of stuff usually irritates the crap out of me, but I just found it sweet. What does this mean? Does it mean this is the one good indie album ever? Or could it be that I am now mature enough to appreciate good music regardless of genre. I hope not. I don't want to grow up, I still like Spongebob Squarepants and Lego.

If you like Biffy Clyro, or the whole of the indie scene, then you will probably like this album. Scratch that, if you want an album that is full of good, happy and well-written songs, then this is the album for you. Or at best, buy it for your mum on her birthday, she'll bloody love it.