The Fratellis

Why are Scots so damned charming? Maybe it's the haggis, maybe it's the tartan, but whatever it is, the Fratellis are three of the winningest blokes from Glasgow we've come across since Franz Ferdinand jumped the pond. Their debut album -- particularly the first half -- is full-to-bustin' with punkish (and at times a wee bit country-fried) garage rock so cheeky, so jaunty, so freaking puckish it practically skips out of the pub and onto your MP3 player. Rest assured these boys never have any trouble getting laid or wiggling out of sticky situations. Take notes.

Loose women, late nights and lots of shouting: There's nothing not to like about the debut
album from Scottish trio the Fratellis. Their jumpy punk mess of a sound goes down like a
debauchery- inspiring elixir, and their song titles ("Vince the Loveable Stoner," "Got Ma Nuts
From a Hippie") read like charming inside jokes. Just about every tune on Costello Music
includes a round or five of good-time barroom yodeling. The chorus for "Flathea... More >