Aye up, I'm Tom, I'm a 21-year-old university graduate, and I'm an alcoholic. Woops, sorry - wrong introduction. I'm Tom, I'm a 21-year-old university graduate, I'm an alcoholic and I write about music. Along with smart arse reviews I also write the 405's weekly recommended album streams feature, which I know you must read. I knew I wanted to be a music journalist when I started my own blog when I was 15 and somehow wrangled my way onto Domino Records' mailing list by writing poorly punctuated paeans to Lightspeed Champion (which I still do, just in private). My all-time favourite band is Weezer, and I'll defend Raditutde until my dying day. And if you want to argue about it with me that much you have too much time on your hands. You can start said confrontation - or any other - with me on Twitter @tenniseveryone.

This week I'm going to recommend an album I've already been evangelical about - the second album by Finish four-piece K-X-P, which is helpfully titled II. I already quite liked the record when I reviewed it, but since then I've not been able to get it out of my head quite as quickly as many of the lesser albums that pass through my iTunes. Part of it's 'cos the album itself is pretty hypnotic, stuffed full of repetitive refrains and chants; part of it's 'cos whilst it sounds kinda krautrock-y, it's got bags more energy than that motorik beat that Neu! use to give a dirge the semblance of life. Listen to it and I defy you not to wake up every day for a week with the opening song's titular "Mel-o-dyyyyy! Mel-o-daaaaa!" chorus bothering your brain cells.