*The Once Over Twice. *Remember that name. Say it out loud. Meditate on it. *The Once Over Twice. *Write it on a post-it note and stick it on the fridge, on the bathroom mirror, over the TV. Do it NOW. And don’t stop ‘til I tell you to. Because the next time you find yourself browsing the racks in HMV you will pick this up. You will listen to it every day. You won’t be able to stop yourself, not because I’m subtly hypnotising you with my words – though that would be pretty cool – but because with their debut album they have easily made the most exciting, the most viciously infectious album you'll buy this year. Bar none.

Following on from their _‘Strikes And Gutters’ _EP on Org Records last year this is a steaming, hyperactive ball of post-hardcore energy where every instrument is scrambling for your attention, each barbed melody coming at every angle, burrowing under and over each other in a desperate attempt to make itself heard. In fact, as soon as the hollowed, grating guitar scrum welcomes you into their world the album bursts into a feverishly intense mix of furious guitar strummings, itchy rhythms and explosive drumming, vocalist Darren only accentuating this urgency with a style that jostles between the exasperations of *David Yow *and the reserved ness of latter-day **Ian Mackaye.