Costa Blanca

Despite their origins under the warm sun of southern France, The Limiñanas’ music arrives shivering with sang-froid; a sense of louche detachment permanently embedded in their mesmeric grooves. Take the deadpan Votre Coté Yéyé M'Emmerde – knowingly and addictively kitsch, radiating an urgency that somehow manages to sound like The Velvet Underground copped their best poses from Stereolab rather than the other way round.

Perpignan duo the Limiñanas go back to French pop's 1960s golden age, writes <strong>Hermione Hoby</strong>