The 1975 are the best angst-ridden brit rock I’ve found in a long time. I stumbled across the title track from their latest EP, Sex, a couple months ago. Incredibly catchy, even if it does toe the line of misogyny; it’s great to rock out to when you’re feeling some romantic righteous indignation. Even better though, is The City, off their last EP, which has the same fuck-all tone, but pulls a little harder on the heartstrings. Also worth a listen are You, which I think is perfect for a sloppy sentimental mood, and Woman, which has a slow, quiet ache that will ring in your ears long after you’re done listening. Watch this video and just try telling me you wouldn’t bone any one of them backstage. I dare you. (Even you, gays- Chanel t-shirt and a Whitney poster? Looks like you’ve got a shot. Fuckit, a boy can dream.)

If you like that, I’d recommend watching the four videos from the Facedown EP as well. You can catch them at their Youtube page.