Those crazy Swedes! How do they manage to make pop perfection seem so effortless? While the press salivates over the likes of the Magic Numbers, Acid House Kings are the real deal.

This is the way indie pop is meant to be – if Sing Along with the Acid House Kings (literally…the package comes with a DVD to thus enable karaoke) was released on Jeepster then the press in the UK would be going suitably bananas. It’s not for no reason that the group have been compared with early Belle And Sebastian; there’s a similar effortless charm to these frail pop songs.

Like Belle And Sebastian, there’s also a melancholic nature beating underneath pretty pop melodies. While the lyrics are never as biting as Stewart Murdoch’s epithets, the combination of the voices of Johan Angergard and Julia Lannerheim can’t help but charm the pants of any pop fan.

Deceptively simple and calculatedly crafty, Sing Along with Acid House Kings succeeds because the songs aren’t quite memorable but are charming enough to keep you coming back for more. “The Saturday Train” is the best example of this – the song will leave you affected, but will you remember it in the morning? Perhaps Acid House Kings are like Chinese food: you enjoy it, you want it again in the future, but you know that it never fills you.