Hmmm... a soundtrack. Sometimes not the most inspiring of listening, and having never seen Twin Town, I didn't know what to expect. The good news, though, is that this album stands perfectly on its own hip-shaking, drainpipe-clad legs. Yes, bubbling up from the Swansea delta, this is a class A, greased-quiffed rock ?n' roll gem. From the not entirely un-Beatly 'Back in the Golden Temple Of Amritsar', through to the righteous testament of 'Turbans Over Memphis', this sees Martin Ace (of the Legendary Man Band of Wales) and his sidekick Paul Durden kicking out the jams and skirting the intangible border between pastiche and homage to the fabulous fifties. With the odd touch of sitar. Elvis Pwllheli meets Rhydding Shankar, whilst remaining 'in total control of his rock 'n' roll'. With tongues so far in cheeks you can't see them, this is irresistible, toe-tapping stuff, with a smile, a song, and a rumble in the car park. Oh, and a curry afterwards.