Although the moniker Detroit Social Club may sound like a refuge for an American sports club for the elderly, this is actually a Newcastle band making just the right kind of noises. They’re so keen to make sure they make a big splash when they finally release their debut album that they’ve decided to fill the waiting gap with a 4-track EP.And it’s actually a real melting pot of ideas as well. The peculiar title-track teeters along a line of mechanistic feedback whilst a solid 4/4 drum beat tries to dislodge it. When it all finally comes crashing down the strong vocal yanks it back to it’s feet cueing up a bass-backed chorus into gang-chanting us into a cloyingly predictable crescendo. Compare that to the spartan, bluesy hauteur of ’Black & White’, a cracking mix of Nine Black Alps and Dead Confederate with a wedge of sub-bothering electronica thrown in near the end, and it’s suddenly clear that DSC like it edgy as hell.Stick spacedust, a drum-machine and The Enemy in a blender and you’ll get ‘Never Too Late To Try’. Whilst continuously keeping us guessing, it pops and snaps along gently yet only really kicks off the funk that smothers it with a climactic, colossally dirty guitar riff. Tasked with the job of shutting up shop, ‘Thousand Kings’ gets all tribal on us before succumbing to the shameful mistake of sounding like some kind of charity record when it comes to the chorus.Certainly the band are keen to prove they aren’t just a one-trick pony, building on the promise that their first single, ’Sunshine People’, provided. Here’s hoping they don’t overstretch themselves trying to impress too much with that all important debut album. Look Ma, no hands!