Blistering garage rock meets throaty, stammering punk to ransack logical thought and give the paranoia indulgers something to briefly enjoy.
Weighing in at under the 70 seconds mark, this 4th single is like a Ricky Hatton jab. It’s a sharp reminder of the potency of this snappy outfit, laying out an intention that there is a lot more to follow.
It is the sort of slightly arty, brazen impact that The Horrors fleetingly displayed. Can Nephu Huzzband take this approach to the next level? They are not giving too much away in regards to answer that question with this fleeting foray, but the promise is there.