If you're a punk inspired band you have to be either very confident in your music or a little stupid to name an album after one of the best lines from the most incendiary single of all time, the one that almost single-handedly launched the punk movement. You have to have some brass cojones to take the Sex Pistol's nihilistic chant and make it your own. On the evidence of thier debut album No Future, Wax Idols are fully equipped with cojones made of the hardest platinum. But then with lead singer Heather Fedewa a veritable garage punk veteran having served her apprentice in Bare Wires, Hunx and His Punx and Blasted Canyons, supported by Sic Alps' Mat Hartman and a couple of members of The Splinters they've earned the right to be cocky.

'Hotel Room' and 'Sand In My Joints' are sub two minute blasts of garage punk to get you pogoing around the bedroom and spitting at your relatives. They'll shake you out of your post summer torpor quicker than a sea breeze in a hurricane zone. But if No Future was just a collection of short, sharp, ear splitting punk it could easily get tiring over the length of a whole album. Fortunately the band mix it up with tracks like 'Grey Area' which sounds like Blondie circa Parallel Lines, 'Uneasy' which has echoes of The Dandy Warhols and 'Gold Sneaker' which owes as much to the Bangles as Sleater Kinney. The latter almost strays into Britpop territory long deserted by British bands. It reminds me of the once moderately successful but largely forgotten British, bratish punkish upstarts Kenickie famous for spawning the ubiquitous presenter Lauren Laverne.

The album really takes off with the sludgy, grungy five minute lament to the bleakness of the human condition called, appropriately enough, 'Human Condition'. Summing up life in a twitter busting 95 characters with a pithy 'We get down we get high we get by then we die' it's not a track to play at the junior prom. There are no oblique metaphors, no messing about for Wax Idols, they're as straight as a die. With the similarly lengthy but slightly more upbeat, despite it's title and refrain of 'you're not free' ('Bad Future') it's clear that these idols are made from something a little more solid than wax. They're in for the long haul.