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Seasonal Affective Disorder is a terrible thing. Soon it will be dark when we leave for the office in the morning and dark when we leave it in the evening. Girls are starting to wear big coats again. A long Winter of pasty-faced grumbling approaches.

Which we guess is where The Art of Saying Nothing by Imperial Leisure fits in, all brassy ska about boozin’, chillin’, sexin’, and all the other things we like to get up to when the sun is shining and we feel confident enough to lop the ‘g’ off the end of the word with a sexy apostrophe. Take that, grumblin’

Now normally we here at Music Towers hate ska music. It has brass instruments. The bands always seem to have too many members, who spend most of the gig dancing and pretending to enjoy their own songs a bit too much. And it reminds us too much of Dog Eat Dog. But maybe we should just cheer the fuck up, yeah?

If they’ve passed you by, Imperial Leisure are a gang of London-based guerrilla punks. I don’t mean that they hide out amongst the ruined squats of Lambeth, striking out during daring night-time hit’n’run attacks on local prog acts, but that they roll up and play gigs in unexpected places. Like on the beach. Or in the carp park of Reading Festival.

That’s not going to make The Art of Saying Nothing make our Best-of-2008 list though. The barely-controlled chaos of an Imperial Leisure guerrilla gig can’t be conveyed on record – it’s something than can only experienced (and should be experienced, if you haven’t already) up close and in sweaty person. If you’re going to buy this album, it should be so you know the words in order to shout along with the band the next time they roll .

‘The Art of Saying Nothing’ by Imperial Leisure is out on October 13 on Steamroller. Find out more over on their website.