‘Look in the eyes of the war torn soldier, Nothing there but the deadened glare, The city in ruin, A cloud of fire, Another bombing, Two more friends’ (Insensate Power)

Phoenix’s Yellowcake deliver an utterly rampaging d-beat onslaught, on this their debut EP.  The guitars strike a finely judged balance between cleaner, thrashier riffage and more discordant wall of noise eruptions, while the thunderous rhythm section introduces a welcome suppleness as it locks into its underpinning groove.  Harshly urgent, delay drenched vocals bleakly explore themes of war and humanity’s impending demise across a breathlessly fierce, but never blurred, seven tracks that perhaps reach their peak on the blistering side-B opener Visage Of The Flame.