really big really clever walk an oxymoronic line. They subtly present themselves as jokesters, from their self-deprecating band name and the choice of title for their second album, as well as its outlandish artwork. While the Brighton punks might make noise with a bouncing, wild abandon, it’s not all for shits and giggles, unpacking the push-pull of fracturing relationships (no respect for knights) and the muddiness of losing and reclaiming your sense of self (the middle) along the way. Meanwhile, back door goes a step further, ambitiously diarising the fear and confusion trailing in the wake of being spiked across walls of riffs that sound deceivingly fun at first, before morphing into a more shadowy sound.

They jest about being big and clever, but that song is, sincerely, both of those

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