This Glaswegian trio describe themselves as post-industrial punk / psychedelic. Incorporating elements of all three and condensing the force into taut sonic skirmishes, they sure as hell know how to whip up a racket, taking cues from The Jesus and Mary Chain, Gallon Drunk and A Place to Bury Strangers. Guitars like chainsaws tear through squalls of feedback while the rhythm section goes hell for leather in a fight for supremacy. Somewhere amongst it all, the vocals swim in reverb, veering between tripped out and psychopathic. It’s a lethal cocktail that delivers both shock and awe.
