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title track of Morning Smoke’s debut album In Euphoria is almost preposterous isn’t it? How have a trio of boys yet to reach twenty made such a refined track? The album itself has received much critical acclaim and the title track condenses down and showcases their raw talent.

The song starts with piano and mesmerising, echoing vocals from McNulty, sincere and broody, resonant of both Ian Curtis and White Lies Harry McVeigh. (As we predicted from Blue Ribbons we see the return of the ‘recoded in a cave’ sound, and we’re pretty glad). Then, unexpectedly when you have been lulled away into a dream, the song comes crashing down with colossal fuzz rock guitaring and thundering drums.

The video released for the single shows various grainy images of young women, presumably symbolic of McNulty’s beloved and slowed-down images of a speeding car, kind of what it feels like to listen to these guys.