the xx

I've recently discovered "The XX", a wonderful London quartet:

The reverb-heavy interplay of guitars and harmonies between Romy Madley Croft’s smoldering siren’s call and Oliver Sim’s disaffected croon wonderfully recalled Interpol and Pixies at both bands’ most intimate moments. To me, it's not just the music: It's hard to describe why, but I love the style and honest youthful-but-alienated appearance of the band.