This came out in 2004 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
They hail from the less-than-glamourous environs of Hamilton, but make no mistake — The Marble Index should be bound for glory.
Mainly, this is because they don’t sound like you might expect a band from Hamilton to sound. At least, not on their rousing, self-titled debut disc. Between their choppy rhythms, spiky guitars, anxious grooves and yelpy vocals — not to mention a band name lifted from a Nico album — The Marble Index seem less like Steeltown rockers than long-lost, possibly amnesiac refugees from the London-New York post-punk scene.
And as they reference everyone from Ray Davies and The Cure to The Strokes, Franz Ferdinand and The Walkmen on these dozen tracks, it seems only a matter of time till they come to their senses, head south — and find themselves a home in the big time.
