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The unapologetic, from-the-bowels-of Hell sludge they have dredged up over the last seventeen years comes at you in a myriad of ways: it's archaic, like pre-dawn pagan guttural mantras; it's Herculean, David vs Goliath iconography etched in sledgehammer noise and funereal riffs; it's anarchic, making the walls sweat blood before imploding in a Poltergeist twist of pinprick white light; yet it is also at times simplistic, base, even (dare I say it) silly.
Yet it is next-level cathartic – washed clean in the hot scree of white noise. Tim Cedar, Joe McLaughlin, Iain Hinchcliffe and Jon Hamilton take their brand of searing cerebellum strippers very seriously - but at the same time it has always been double-dipped in a sense of beating the fun back into you. Walking the blade-thin line between raw ferocity and sly, deceptive laconicism has been done by quite a few noise bands over the years, but very few (like The Melvins or Cows) are able to make it a tectonic statement of infinite appeal. And while they are nowhere as prolific as the former – their last, the brilliantly destructive Thriller, came out in 2009 - they haven't been dormant either. A show last year in a crypt in Camberwell threatened to wake the dead and kill the tympanic membrane of the living." The Quietus
19:30 doors open
20:00 - 20:30 The Furious Sleep
20:45 - 21:15 Newts
21:30 onward Part Chimp