Sleigh Bells - Rule Number One

Botched together in a stitched-up collision of razor-edges, hollow bass crashes, and brash guitar squeals, Sleigh Bells ‘Rule Number One’ is a stop-starting, unforgiving heap of madly clashing noise. Listen to this on a fragile morning after a Berocca, and odds are your head will explode.

Led by a chanting, unstoppable Alexis Krauss, ‘Rule Number One’ roars past Kansas tornadoes, out of control Monday night benders, and every lyric is as brilliantly odd as the last. “You’re high as a kite watching Lion King, you can’t feel a thing, but your knee hurts,” goes one choice line; “pop rocks and coke make your head explode,” is another that gets right to the point without any pissing about.

Sleigh Bells are at their best when their music flashes a dangerous grin; like a white crash of lightening, or an arm-rest grabbing attack of turbulence. ‘Rule Number One’ – all over the place, totally chaotic, and fuelled by raw instinct – does just that.