I haven't heard a band alive quite like Wild Beasts. Sure, Wolf Parade comparisons are warranted, but as great as that band is, they're as accessible a band as you'll find in the increasingly cagey world of indie rock, with easily memorable melodies and compartmentalized experimentation. This band is another beast entirely. With only one EP out, their outre status is established by one factor: The single worst voice you've ever heard. The rest of the elements are nice, passable British post-punk like an updated Stranglers, but sits under this barking screech that sounds like razors on chalkboard every time the singer goes into falsetto (which is pretty much constant). That alone wouldn't do it: Wild Beasts have utter confidence, moving through songs jubilantly, almost daring you to turn it off. The way the lead single nonchalantly moves into its chorus, a suddenly lovely, upward-moving melody, is too perfectly placed to be accidental. I'm not sure what a "Brave Bulging Bouyant Clairvoyant" is, except for a fat middle finger to soundalike brit pop and lazy indie rock.Their second single "Through Dark Night" will be out on Bad Sneakers Records April 23rd. If you happen to live pretty much anywhere in England, you can catch them live in the coming weeks.For us non-UK folk, "Brave Bulging" is on iTunes, and the old-timey, stop-motion video is here.