This explodes out of the speakers like a vomit from a drunken teenager's mouth. Equal parts the hubris of youth and the fearlessness of a sharp intellect. Four songs of brutal frenzied art-rock in under 10 minutes, featuring clattering rhythms like a suicidal robot digging its own grave, shot gun guitars and a singer with a tongue dripped in acid. It's a whirlwind of vitriol punk sneer and a brittle bass swell.

The mockney vocals - think Damon Albarn at his worst - would normally make me skip this but the sheer thump and rush have won me over. This is more the blistering racket of early Manic Street Preachers than the studied pop of Blur. The lyrics lash out at lad culture, PC politics and class war.

On the lead track Elle Milano sing "how many A-levels does it take to rule the world?". Well, I can't answer that but sod A-levels - with the correct exposure this could would rule the world itself. I am hooked.

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