Chief Neuro Darryl Gray has always liked things sweet and sour. Perhaps that is why he so diligently chronicles the lives of the downtrodden and desperate within the realm of epic, life affirming music. Or maybe he is just a morbid bastard. Everyday vignettes that chronicle the absurdities of real life pepper the story-songs of The Neurotransmitters. Each character appears to exist uneasily inside their skin, with euphoria or despair never far away. Indeed, if he had an attention span any greater than 5 minutes, Darryl Gray would make a fine novelist, albeit one obsessed with sex and death. Great lyrics are nothing, however, if the music doesn't compliment the overall feeling and drama of the picture being painted and this is where The Neurotransmitters come into their own. The lively and thoughtful drumming of Aaron Millard and the hooky, spidery guitar lines of Bart Lucas definitely have their focus on conveying emotion and underscoring the sentiments in Darryl's words. And the recent addition of the classically trained Lorna Sherwin on bass has given the band a solidity and wealth of music knowledge to augment their previous philistine ways. Although an avid Anglophile, Darryl Gray's songs with The Neurotransmitters find an affinity with the new breed of North American bands such as The Arcade Fire, The Shins, The Dears, The Decemberists and Band Of Horses. However, The Neuro's still furrow a similar vein to that of Icehouse, Died Pretty and The Sunnyboys with a sound both Australian yet universal at the same time. Playing hometown supports with The Panics and Gersey is also a telling reference point. 2007 saw the release of The Neurotransmitters self titled debut EP. It has also seen the band build a strong local Brisbane following which they expanded upon by touring Newcastle, Sydney, Melbourne, Adelaide and Canberra, as well as an extensive radio promotion campaign which found the band features of well over 60 stations Australia wide. 2008 will see the release of two more EP's and an even bigger campaign to reach the nations ears. The abused, confused, pathetic and indifferent all find homes in the halfway house that is The Neurotransmitters. It's a place where the profound meets the profane, the majestic meets the mundane and the extraordinary meets the ordinary. And a place you can visit simply by slipping on a CD and losing yourself.