This Sarf London trio seem to be enjoying themselves immensely on their debut album 'Whatever' (as in "Wha'evah") and there is little reason at all why we should not enjoy ourselves along with them. Teeth make a racket (of this be in no doubt!) but it is a well-formed racket which shows some evidence of musical intelligence as well as eyeball and cerebellum crushing power.
When the synths spit out flames like a howitzer (as they do on the maddeningly addictive 'Dead Boys') and "singer" Veronica So cranks up the energy with her abrasive shouty-shouty vocal delivery the cave walls began to crumble! She's quite a lass make no mistake but not necessarily one who it would be sensible to take home to meet your Mother. She would probably eat the labrador!
There is little respite from the ten full-tilt electro nightmares on offer but this is the band's raison d'etre so the best thing to do is submit and jump up and down like a mad thing to it! (I did and Mrs Wolf thought me quite bonkers!)
A track by track dissection would not afford greater insight but suffice to say that it is still possible to have a good time even when your ears are bleeding!