You liked The Fall, didn’t you?
Discordant post-punk whilst the late and greatly missed Mark E Smith spouted forth with observations and words, some logical but mainly obtuse. The Emperors Of Ice Cream are mining a similar vein of discordant guitar-based music with lyrics which seem strange but also at times, resolutely of now.
Perhaps the world has caught up with the inner-visions of Mr. Smith and his disciples or he foresaw the near future. To summarise, I enjoyed this and so should you.
Plugged In Brighton 