These boys and girls are, as far as I can verify, a London-based six-piece, although their blog says a seven-piece; either someone has departed or the splendid bison/town depicted on the sleeve of their latest EP goes uncredited. The impressive thing about Bleeding Heart Narrative is that they fit in with a modern indie-rock aesthetic (prominent vocal harmonies, melded electronics and strings, clean plucked guitar harmonics) but deliver it with passion and force rather than floppy affectation.

The opening 'Shoals' sparkles and fizzes smartly in a familiar 2011 Talking Heads kind of way. It's the next two tracks that flick my own personal ear-bean. 'HAL Passes The Turing Test' develops the bright pulse of 'Shoals' before hiking the intensity with brass, galloping drums and a sunny guitar lick. 'Mysterious Cults', despite occupying similar sonic territory to The Arcade Fire's best-known epics, is a tour de force and a really impressive swell of noise. It gathers snowballing momentum from a John Cale drone to what sounds like an entire community gradually joining in with its mantra; torches blazing, drums pounding, choirs in unison.

'Not the Bees My Eyes' is a more refined outing with what sounds like xylophone and delayed keys, along with their signature multi-part lead vocals. It still culminates in rousing, defiant fashion, and again it's this barely-contained rapture that gives the group a sense of fellowship that a hundred shiny new bands who may occasionally sound similar, fail to provide.  Closing sound collage 'Ghost Cats Disappear Into the Night' retreats from all the hyperactive joy and shuffles hazily into a Turkish Bath with Flying Saucer Attack and a plume of feedback. Bendigedig!  Also, if you're after a whopping hook, older track 'Perun' is worth a visit.