PET LAMB: “Sweaty Handshake” (Roadrunner)

IT BEGINS, as these things often do, innocently enough. A grumpy midtempo bass riff rumbles away for a few seconds, some drums are thumped, some guitar is stroked and then it’s back to the one and lonely bass, giving you, the listener, a final few moments of peace before the melée ensues.

“Everything that drove you crazy was everything she said/Thought she was a little sick and now she’s lying dead/It grows/It grows/And it will kill you in the end/It hurts/You curse/and you will never rest again,” rasps Dylan Phillips while on either side of him Pet Lamb launch into their customary cleansing thrash, the dead are promptly woken and it’s true - for the next fifty minutes you will, as the opening title suggests, never rest again.