If indeed convenience culture and social media are reconfiguring our brain function, then the 72% Morrissey EP is the perfect soundtrack to the descent of humanity into self-replicating fertiliser. It's noisy, bouncy, distressing, baffling, fun and gone in the blink of an eye.     You like this.

The three-piece offer succinct bursts of instrumental noise rock. Those instruments are attacked with barbaric malice, as on 'The Format of Ravioli', with its Lightning Bolt rattle. 'Reptile Disfunction' is the sound of a zoo burning as satan warps the opening synth chord of Van Halen's 'Jump' to his own despicable ends, while 'Dirge' and 'Deleted Scenes' offer a little more depth; phenomenal blasts which build hushed tension before inevitably combusting in a blaze of riffage.

72% Morrissey shouldn't be shy in building the noise and hammering it out for much longer periods in future. They have the power to instigate mass hypnosis. Here's the EP.