The Parrots
Los Niños Sin Miedo
Heavenly

The big-money producers and plastic-moulded superstars would have you believe otherwise, but pop music doesn’t have to be polished and perfect to be thrilling. Often it’s at its most engaging when it’s teetering on the edge of falling apart. Bristling with a youthful rambunctiousness, the frenzied debut album from Spanish garage rock trio The Parrots skilfully balances upon that precipice. The aptly titled Los Niños Sin Miedo (roughly translated as “the fearless children”) knows exactly what it is: pure blasts of free-spirited, 60s-inspired garage pop, created by three mates having a laugh and making a fabulous racket. And that’s not to say they don’t have the tunes (well except for Auto-Tune). The lads sweat infectious melodies as singer Diego Garcia makes great use of his feral howl. With a dirty swagger reminiscent of the early Strokes, No Me Gustas, Te Quiero is a rock star of a song, all leather jackets and beer-soaked jeans. It’s one of those songs, like Let’s Do it Again and lead single Jame Gumb, that makes you want to form a rabble-rousing band – if only you weren’t middle-aged and useless.