Nic Brown
Quite possibly the most extraordinary 2 minutes and 25 seconds of musical devastation I have ever heard wrought since I first started listening to it. A post-industrial apocalypse that sounds like every war ever fought since the dawn of time, soundtracked, fed through a meat-grinder and blasted through my eardrums via a howitzer the size of the Empire State Building. It is absolutely impossible to guess how this gargantuan blast of otherworldly noise was either conceived or created and if I listen to it again, there is a very real chance all that will be left as a legacy of my existence is the smouldering armchair whence it blasted me into hyperspace. You have been warned.