This album inspired nausea, sudden leaps for the volume knob to turn down genuinely painful bursts of feedback and fears of what my new neighbour might think was going on in my apartment. Inexplicably, it also provoked involuntary finger-tapping and repeat listens, a sure sign that this noise band is more than just noise.
The pulsing free-jazz-influenced skronk of Cities Of Glass is much more punk rock than the work of 99 per cent of spiky-haired power chord pumpers out there today, and scarier than a lot of death metal. Proceed with caution, but give it a chance if you've got a taste for dissonance and miss the days when punk was weird and actually transgressive. A high pain threshold might help.
AIDS Wolf are at WhipperSnapper Gallery Saturday (September 13).