The Antikaroshi – In P.O.P. We Rust

The outsider art of pre-World War II German psychiatrist Hans Prinzhorn serves as The Antikaroshi's primary inspiration on this third LP, and – in a similar fashion to his paintings – each track makes an eclectic leap from one bizarre style to the next.

Twisted Roads starts things off slick, tight and poppy, but it isn't long before the three-piece begin to explore darker, more sprawling territory with Pohl, a jaded yet-emotive post-punk-indebted number. Hard Slog makes heavy use of autotune (!), while The Gardener's Son utilises catchy calypso-punk rhythms. All of this occurs before the album even reaches its mid-point.

Despite the ambitious, schizophrenic nature of its contents, there's a neatness to this collection of songs; the bare-bones lineup brings a rough-cut, garage band feel to the table, even when they're hitting out with psychedelic jams on Leponex, or studiously crafting math-rock rhythms on Airloom. It's ambitious and twisted, but accomplished and strangely accessible. [Ross Watson]