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You may have had them tagged as goth-tinged pop fantasists, but with their much anticipated sophomore album Waiting For Something To Happen, Veronica Falls easily shrug off any notions of a difficult second album to create something that is easily more polished, more affecting, and more enduring than their peers could dream of making, and stake their claim as one of the most gloriously unpredictable and invaluable bands on the scene right now.

Recorded with Rory Attwell (Male Bonding, The Vaccines), Waiting For Something To Happen is a bold and deliciously assured leap forward which sees the quartet of Roxanne Clifford, Patrick Doyle, James Hoare and Marion Herbain easily throw off the tongue in cheek references to ghostly romances and suicides to elegantly distill the essence of an aimless twenty-something existence — the collective anxieties, tensions and confusion of moving from adolescence into fully fledged adulthood — into a set of immaculately conceived and perfectly wrought pop songs.

Indeed, the emotional through-line, from the title down, is one of slowly coming to terms with the process of growing up and eventually learning to face adult responsibility, of leaving behind the safe haven of "driving late at night, I'll let you listen to the music you like" (as they sing on the dreamy, dewy-eyed "Teenage"), and then searching for a "shooting star to point me in the right direction" ("Shooting Star"). Far from retreading the playful atmosphere of the debut, the band here mine a much more rich, emotionally resonant vein, be it weariness with dead end social scenes ("So Tired"), or the fear of your peers leaving you behind before you're ready ("Everybody's Changing").

Musically too, this album sees the band evolve into a more poised and confident pop entity, the melodies bolder and songs more muscular, as epitomized on spellbinding album opener (and first single) "Tell Me." So there are deliciously askew pop belters in the form of "Buried Alive" and "Everybody's Changing", but there are also achingly tender moments present too, from the touching love song "Broken Toy" ("I am broken too, a broken toy like you"), to the gentle reverie "Daniel," which strips the track to its barest essentials — shimmering guitar lines and perfectly harmonized vocals sighing "nobody needs to know what we know, nobody needs to go where we go" to perfectly heart rending effect. With this superb second album it is clear Veronica Falls are only going from strength to strength — embrace them now.