Prelude: Five teenagers form a punk band in rural Suffolk. They call themselves The Lady in the Radiator, make a demo and explode onto the Ipswich live circuit with such furious enthusiasm, it takes less than a year to attract the attention of the real Lady in the Radiator. Sadly, this is not Lauren Near. It's a college rock band asserting their exclusive right to rip off Eraserhead. One name change later: The Waxing Captors are born. 2003-2005: Still at school, the Waxing Captors release three EPs of raw, unpolished home recordings. They take all aspects of production and distribution into their own hands. Their first self-titled EP prompts Alt-UK into the belief-beggaring "they are so great that no word ever invented could possibly do them justice". Drowned in Sound describes them as "like Richard Hell fronting early Adam and the Ants... a breathtaking, lunatic shambles of a band: a scratching screaming howling beautiful mess... If you haven't heard them yet you are an impoverished human being, and I pity you." Much of their reputation stems from their blistering live show, which prove a perfect vehicle for Luke Littleboy's sugar-crazed hyperactivity. Generic Fanzine notes he "dances like a pack of feral children wrestling in a vest for the last can of Red Bull". But the band's onstage antics are not to everyone's taste. Will Thomas for BBC Introducing points out: "there is a fine line between being crazy but entertaining, and confusing". 2005-2008: Recognising the importance of a good education, the boys depart for university. This prompts a lengthy obituary in Repeat Fanzine with a posthumous review of their final self-recorded EP: "I love it. It moves me to joy, and - at points - to the verge of tears. It is - without any hint of grovelling brown-nosery, hyperbole or other such bollocks - one of my favourite songs by anyone, ever" 2008: But reports of their demise prove premature. The Waxing Captors return from the five corners of Great Britain, armed with an education, burdened with debt and bursting with new tunes. They enter the studio to record a new demo. When he hears the songs, the producer insists on immediately releasing them as a single. 2009: Working 9-5 With My Stylist is eventually released on Lap Records. The record reinvigorates the band and they start to play live again. Their shows have now reached retina-detaching levels of shameless exhibitionism and a fevered bidding war erupts between local labels to release their new material. The boys choose to indefinitely postpone paying off their student loans by signing to antigen records - favouring their idiot insistence on releasing physical CDs in the middle of a global economic recession. The renaissance continues as the Captors are voted the 10th best band in Suffolk by BBC Introducing. Worryingly for the rest of the band, guitarist Jack Rundell is voted the 6th best band in Suffolk in the same chart. January 2010: The band hole up in snowbound isolation to record their new album for antigen records. April 2010: Pleasure! Is released on the world. Everyone is shocked: it's got professional production values. And it's packed with pop-rock anthems... albeit attention-deficit pop-rock anthems with game-show keyboards, strangled harmonies and an unhealthy dose of paranoid lyrical derangement. Before we can even assemble a press-pack, BBC Introducing write in the Grapevine: "I went on record as to say Shrinking Telephone was my favourite song of last year. They may have topped that with Bringing the Beatles Back to Hamburg. You can decide for yourselves as both tracks are on the album... quickfire garage / pop / punk dynamos." Maybe this praise will see the Captors rise to the giddy heights of 9th best band in Suffolk when they compile their end of year list for 2010... or at least see Jack slip back to number 11.