Immersed in a synth-driven, Mogwai-style white-noise bubble, M83's trademark is chord changes that recall vast, wartime killing fields in front of jaw-dropping West Country winter sunrises and sunsets. Apocalypse Now in Bradford-On-Avon, or in the hills of Guildford.

They meld tracks from last year's Dead Cities, Red Seas & Lost Ghosts LP with newer, more rocky material. Aching in beauty amid the blast of warped guitars and sparsely added vocoders, their live show offers much more than pondering techno-chillout music. Four silhouetted individuals driving a fucked-up endorphin rollercoaster.

Their fully tripped live drummer provides some genre-defining rock fills amid the muffed-up bass and fiery, wall of sound guitars. They are Oceansize for people who prefer Air to Tool. This is coffee table music for the Baghdad PD. They deserve to be one of the defining bands of 2005.