Friday Night Gunfight - I Am The Explosion EP

After Secta Rouge's awesome mini-album Pathologica Fantastica a month or so back, another local spazz-meta-mathematics-core band drops a joint that borders on downright rudeness. Since when did Edinburgh have such an awesome scene? If this is what the Cold Dead Hands collective have been up to, then they can surely lay claim to music that shames any American band, from NoMeansNo to Nasum, doing this stuff. Taking a nosebleed dive right into ferocious hardcore, Friday Night Gunfight clamber their way out with some thrash jazz tectonics and head-bending riff physics… and they even dare to go all post-rock wall-of-noise at the end, lending a tremendous psychedelia to the violence. Vocalist Gus's lungs scrape, roar, shout and tear their way over the ever changing battery, a fact brought out by some spot-one production. Maybe one day, if they're really (un?)lucky, they might even achieve the hallowed status of Kerrang! darlings. [Ali Maloney]