Goodbye, Labrador – A Thousand Times Before (Dead Fisherman)

'Intrepid' is a tense and solemn post-punk punch, eerily bitter in places and - especially when the chorus hits - a hazy dream in others. There are hints of major influences Interpol in the straight-up rock aspects, but the calling card of the group is their uncanny knack for misty choruses with delicate vocals and thick-textured guitars. 'Memoir' sounds like something The xx would produce if they ventured into daylight. It's got muted picking which sounds like spiders and lethargic bass, but the drums feel alert - and the duelling male and female voices sound hopeful rather than full of despair.

The cosmopolitan indie brood owe a lot to the internet; band practices and recording sessions have been completed via Skype and songs have been written over email. The wonders of technology decisively prove their usefulness for the four members who are all dotted around the globe, each calling Prague, Barcelona and Brooklyn home. In this modern era, the world may be smaller - but that makes the feat of creating music across continents no easier. Many sleepless nights have been spent on couches either side of the pond in order to craft the noises of Goodbye, Labrador.

'Embrace The Stranger' is melodic and macabre, a fuzzy Cure-esque wallop of gurgling bass and paranoid lyrics. The scatter-brained call-and-response vocals pan through each speaker, and even the dream-rock chorus fails to be enough respite from the darker verses. 'Silence Of Me' weaves rocket-powered percussion with amphetamine riffs and becomes a raucous shoegaze stampede. The delicacy of the layered guitar is juxtaposed by hushed, snarling lyrics from vocalist Martin Pípal leading to a far edgier concoction which injects a healthy dose of pace into the EP.

Through the trials and tribulations of a long-distance relationship, this multinational four-piece has so far stood up to the test - able to not only thrive, but to release phenomenal music as well. A Thousand Times Before is intensely deep, and after repeated listens, you'll only scratch the surface of everything you can possibly hear.