Sometimes in life bands come along that just seem destined for great things. It’s almost as if their career is already laid out for them. Leeds outfit Grammatics are one such act. Sounding a little like the bastard sons (and daughter) of Muse, Radiohead and ¡Forward, Russia!, the band’s intelligently written and unusual song structures centre around singer Owen Brinley’s voice which goes from choir boy angelic to downright demonic over the course of their self-titled debut. Each track is grandiose, elegant and drips with ambition so if you like your music packed with more drama than an Eastenders omnibus, this record is for you.

Key Track: 'Shadow Committee'