Black comedy comes to electrobeat on the debut album from Sheffield's misleadingly named Fat Truckers.

They hark back to their hometown's late-1970s heyday, when the likes of Cabaret Voltaire huddled in their laboratories soldering together DIY synthesisers and Human League still hadn't discovered Abba.

It's quite a feat by the Truckers to have made an album so barbarically retro-techno. The drum machine sounds like something they found rusting on a council tip, and whatever they are using for keyboards probably came out of a Christmas cracker.

Yet, thanks to a few shameless plunderings from the Fall and Can, the 10 tracks exert a kind of Sinclair Spectrum charm. In fact it makes you nostalgic for the pre-Bill Gates era.