A Subba Cultcha Single Of the Month: More wonky-magnificence from ddd, with the smarting vocals of Mark E Smith, the twisted, primal guitars of Sonic Youth, all laced with glitch-ridden beats and a startling sense of urgency.

The New Thing: Another modern classic of ruthless guitars and uneasy electronics.

A Loud & Quiet Magazine track of the week:
'drown': Sure, this wonky, looping punk punch is more than a little frightening. It's the torturous stuff of nightmares actually, as the London duo of ddd lay a lurching bass over a relentless drum sequence and spidery vocals. But who wants to feel safe these days? Have't you heard? It's all going to shit.

Losing Today.com: Another welcome return for an ensemble who've regularly spiked our hapless hi-fi in past missives. This maddeningly caustic three track EP gets a release on the newly formed Hansard imprint, limited to just 300 copies and all pressed up on numbered slabs of 10 inch wax housed in silk screened sleeves a copy of which we really must nail as our own. Anyhow regular visitors to these pages will be all to familiar with ddd given that to much austere hijinks they've peppered these missives on several occasions to much head nodding approval.

This latest crop of leery lobotomised groove features the guest appearance of One More Grain's Andrew Blick who finds his trumpet accompaniment suitably frazzled and fried amid the by now trademark industrial motorik hotrod grind of the impish ddd mindset.

'Drown' opens the set and as though it could be described in any other way it really is a superb recalibration of the mono-drone vibe of Wire's 'I am the fly', the flat lining oppressively blank grooves oozing with Chinese water torture guile all the time scratched with a penetrative and bleak Dadaist minimalist Devo meets Cabaret Voltaire air.

The shock therapy and abrupt 'Concentration' refuses to let up on the unmistakable air of becoming tension, a skewed and mentally unravelling lo-fi lunging slab of fraught and fierce some post everything paranoia that fans of Brighton based Andy Pyne ensembles Medicine and Duty and Puffin Boy should do well to check out immediately.

The atonal locked grooved psychosis of the walls closing in fast 'Spiral' wraps up the set ensuring with it another heady slice of cranium jabbing blistered and bent out of shape non pop which quite frankly between you and me we are much fond of especially seeing as it sounds like 'psychocandy' era JMC being re-drilled by a particularly belligerently minded Mark E Smith - we blame PIL of course. Surely an album must be looming on the horizon.

Organ Magazine: Prodding slabs of enigmatic melodic industrial new wave angular noise for those who like their Einstuerzende Neubauten to come Sonic Youth shaped.