In the market for some sweet rebellion to spite your square parents? Look no further than noise soldiers Fuck Buttons. For one, their menacing moniker sticks it to the man by utilizing the naughtiest blaspheme. This opens a whole can of worms of rewarding possibilities: cult status from lack of media coverage due to their inevitability to fail censorship standards tests and obscene merchandising in the form of t-shirts, posters, and buttons (no pun intended). But more importantly, they make music that doesn't even sound like music.

Confused? Allow me to explain.

Whilst causing quite a stir on the English gig circuit with a unique, traveling minstrel set-up, including chic-antique suitcases up to their brims with musical toys, Fuck Buttons has been busy casting spells with their own brand of eerie invasions of suspenseful drones. For those familiar with their spellbinding live offering will find that their debut Street Horrrsing merely projects the works of their normal set-list. Those unfamiliar will probably find the bulk of Street Horrrsing merely un-listenable. Like their Bristol town-fellows Portishead, Fuck Buttons specialize in the slow burner, but they set themselves apart by providing big, bold landscapes that range from outer-space obscurity to clangourous tribal beats.

In a society that demands functional music-music to sing-along to, music to dance to, music that sells you car insurance-Street Horrrsing is exciting because it's not exactly a whistle-while-you-work album, to say the least. Completely lyric-less (if there are actually bona fide/intentional lyrics, they are blood-curdlingly manipulated) it's a trade between Benjamin John Power's wailing and Andrew Hung's gorillas-in-the-mist-yips. Between the twinkling bell-like beauty of "Sweet Love For Planet Earth" and the prickly-percussiveness of "Ribs Out," Fuck Buttons construct a brainwave soundtrack embedded with undergrowth spirituality, like the mysterious mating rituals of insects. It's a unique achievement and simply unlike anything you'll ever hear.