Witty and controversial names are always bound to get bands noticed, and iLiKETRAiNS are no different.

Firstly, the construction of the name is similar to how all the ‘cool’ kids speak these days, and secondly, their actual name is either tongue in cheek, or the Leeds-based group have endless amounts of patience for a delayed, dilapidated and generally dire form of British public transport.

Enough of the politics though, as Elegies… is a frighteningly great album, but those looking for a ray of sunshine for the winter months are better looking elsewhere, as the eleven track ride on show here isn’t exactly cheery Eurovision material.

This doesn’t mean it has to be looked at as a dire dirge, as the sound made by the five-piece is likely to make your hair stand abruptly on end and keep you coming back again, like a moth to flame.

It’s also likely to entice you in because of its ability to teach as it plays. Some may call it ‘history rock’, whereas others may just call it ‘traditional song writing’. Like many of the groups’ previous releases, the tracks on show revolve around historical moments in time.

Starting on We All Fall Down that highlights the plight of the Black Death, a song is unleashed that sounds like Tool and Depeche Mode had a meeting of minds and created a slow burning track that grows into a truly apocalyptic row. It links nicely into Twenty Five Sins, a track that recalls the Great Fire Of London.

“Call off your witchhunt, the French are not to blame”, calls Guy Bannister, after Robert Hulbert was wrongly executed for being the conspirator from France that had ignited the fire, which turned out to be started at a Pudding Lane bakery.

The Deception and The Voice of Reason recall accounts of sailor Donald Cowhurst and James Hadfield, who both suffered mental anguish, with the formers’ disappearance (which is thought to have been suicide) at sea, the group do a stellar attempt at creating the cavernous sound of sea-faring, which is awe-inspiring to listen to.

The latter embraces subtle tones that Editors have made their own, whilst the snare drum recalls the Medieval death march, recalling Hadfield’s onset of insanity after losing part of his skull in a battle against the French in 1794 and later being the first person to be incarcerated under the Criminal Lunatics Act in 1800.

The mental stress carries through Come Over, which switches sonically from Remnants Of An Army’s generic …TRAiNS sound of slow-quiet-loud-finale blueprint to noticeably a European styling through the inclusion of a Trumpet and Trombone section.

Trumpets are also found on Death Of An Idealist, before We Go Hunting’s paranoid ramblings that cover the Salem witch hunts speeds things up, as the line “If the demons divide/The demons will conquer until we go hunting” twists inside your mind. If only they could teach this version of The Crucible in school, it would make a lot of things easier to intemperate.

They leave the two standout tracks till the finale though, as Spencer Perceval and Death Is The End take you on a roller coaster of emotions. Bannisters’ rolling quirks and backing vocals to accompany him on the former provide this nine-minute behemoth with an inspired accompaniment to the roaring guitars that emerge on an album that seemingly had no credentials to do so.

As Death… rolls in through the accompaniment of the piano, the cello and violin sound heavenly alongside the sweet sounding-backing group, even though the lines of: “Death/It is the end of all else/Of all us/A funeral train/And rotting flesh” provide a morbid juxtaposition. A fitting finale to an album by all accounts - even if it is highly macabre.

That said, the album isn’t exactly laugh-a-minute. Then again, who cares? Just buy it!