Youthmovies

Here we have another band who fully embody the phrase drowned in sound. Noise for noise's sake or noodling 'post' 'rock'? Four malnourished boyz with little hair make their second sojourn unto one of London's favourite pissy little venue stages, but to use an old cliché - NOT FOR LONG, LIKE. (Their next time in town will be supporting Hope Of The States at ICA, which is a nice step up.)

Easy references for those too dumb to read between the lines: ooooh let's say, ooh, Radiohead, Trail Of Dead, Sigur Ros, Tortoise… There's 5-10 minutes of faffing around with laptops and weird-looking electronic Theremin-type equipment before 'The If Works' finally kicks in and the "spastic stop-start" (their words) madness ensues. It's all grrrreat. All four songs of it. Get in.

But hey, where is the atmosphere in this place? There are people sitting on the floor, for smeg's sake. Where to hide? It's not like you could seek refuge in a vat full of kittens. Those kittens' got claws. They get up, eventually, but a silenced awe remains aside from one or two minor heckles from 'mates' in the crowd.

Dark, creepy, and eerie - as long as they don't stray too far into their experimental jazz phase this early then Youth Movie Soundtrack Strategies will splatter your brains and soothe your soul.

You know when you've been Tango-d.