If you haven’t been keeping up with the news this year, well, I implore you not to bother starting now. Ignorance is bliss after all. The curtains closing on icons who genuinely seemed immortal, the total shitshow that is world politics and, of course, whatever is happening with The Great British Bake Off. Basically, if 2016 becomes the new Dark Age, where we all blackout and don’t remember a thing, it’d be a treat.

It’s lucky, then, that we’ve got south London trio Kero Kero Bonito to bring a bit of much needed levity to the situation with their debut Bonito Generation. For the colourful, carefree trio, life is all about the small stakes: finding out what that song you heard once was, bunking off work or even just pushing yourself to wake up. All this is accompanied by music that feels like when you used to binge on Halloween sweets when you got home from trick or treating. It’s a joy and it’s exactly what we need right now.

From the dream-pop of the all-too-short 'Fish Bowl' to 'Lipslap', which bounces along like a fluoro kangaroo at a house party, via the 80s drenched 'Big City', it’s an album with a real love for massive pop hooks that are impossible to ignore. Of course, it’s not going to be for everyone. With affiliations to serial pop-pisstakers PC Music (who are definitely capable of making cracking pop tunes), you’ll be forgiven for thinking KKB might, too, be taking the piss. Driven by J-pop influences, video game blips and bloops and a dose of irony, it may become a bit “wink wink nudge nudge” to some people, and more than a little jarring. But, as band member Jamie Bulled said, “Sometimes you have to be jarred to be saved. I’d rather be jarred than wrapped up nice and tight.”

Dive further in too and you realise that, in amongst the sweetness, there’s a real maturity to these songs. Sarah Midori Perry, flicking between English and Japanese, brings a surprising depth in amongst the cutesiness. Take 'Trampoline', for example: what seems like a tropical party anthem, reminiscent of Mausi’s joyful bangers, is actually an exploration of sadness and searching for a means to escape it. Meanwhile 'Graduation' is a witty critique of the education system.

Of course, more often than not, these tracks are just bangers through and through; every one an earworm ready to burrow into your brain. It’s an album crammed full of massive singles; the musical equivalent of a table full of gaudy, delicious cupcakes. You know too much of it is probably bad for you, but you can’t help but diving in and sampling each and every one with relish. More importantly, in this garbage year, it’s the perfect escape from it all. Welcome to the Bonito Generation, the dancefloor is waiting.