If a distant civilization in a far-away galaxy were to open a package labelled With Love From Humans they would release an unruly snapshot of modern life and love from our 21st Century planet.

An antidote to gloom and foreboding, these guys chop out an upbeat carnival of charm and wistfulness; a peculiarly British sound that wraps up elements of Kinks, Kooks, melody, rhythm and atmosphere. They’re as upbeat a postcard from Earth as we’re likely to send… Producer, Davey Ray Moore.

Together they would create an extravaganza which would later cause complaints from the neighbours. After coming out of shock therapy Patti suggested wide eyed and eager that a kick ass rhythm section must be born, One that caused goosebumps galore and that triggered even the most rigid-hard nutted crowds to dance and sway……………………………………… In early september when Rob was weeding the garden he came accross a rather unusual exotic plant. He felt the need to nurture and love it unconditionally and after a week the ‘weed’ was reborn into a rather snazzy bass player by the name of Chris Davis.

Later that week Patti was knitting herself a superhero cape when a rather flamboyant knock sounded on the door. when answering a dashing young man was standing wide eyed on the doorstep. He couldn’t seem to stop moving - tapping his trousers like a crack addict and continued to do a little dance as he offered discount vouchers for Asda. Patti asked if he could be a drummer in the greatest pop band of all time. He replied with a simple nod and there John Raferty was born into the mix… Call the Doctor arrived…

Less than a year after they formed and whilst still only teenagers, they played two nights at Glastonbury on the Leftfield Stage. Now, still only in their early twenties, the band is taking the live circuit in the UK by storm.

In addition to headlining in their own right they have supported the likes of Razorlight, The Dears, Delays, Hope of the States, The Killers, The Gliteratti, and The Futureheads and recently completed a triumphant sell out UK tour as main support for Bloc Party.

Thrilling dancefloor burning stuff - NME

If the demise of painfully hip indie rock has left a void in your world, look no further than New Rhodes … all the tunes and talent of Casablancas and Co without the pretension. … So cool it hurts and they don’t even know it - Rocksound

Lloyd Cowling was the first and last guitarist they met. Bristol’s oldest pub, The Hatchet, where they would later make their debut live performance, was the venue of choice for their first meeting. When the barman said “you guys must be in a band”, they knew they had found their man. Parrington Jackson was born.

The four of them gelled immediately, not only as musicians but as friends. They have forged a style that can only be described as engaging, but one that ranges from fast paced and energetic, to deep and thought inspiring. With their willingness to experiment with style and sounds, they capture their audience and don’t let go.

With a wide range of influences, the music speaks for itself and there is no hidden agenda, just four guys writing and playing music as they would want to hear it.