Fast, grubby, gritty and gleefully kickin’ the snot outta the old punk war-horse, as if that’s gonna make it get back up and run the Kentucky Derby and win!
The lyrics never waver from no-offense-but-here’s-the-storytelling. And the songs dare non-commercialism just as they sing tunefully, catchy, and blunt.
Somewhere between techno, industrial, and dub is Autechre. Call them a heavier Kraftwerk, call them digitized Coil, you’ll be wrong. Call them original…