As the year 2020 fast approaches, there still exists a peculiar shortage of music spiritually attuned to these treacherous times.
Fortunately Petbrick - the duo comprising Wayne Adams (Big Lad/Death Pedals/Johnny Broke) and Iggor Cavalera Sepultura /
Soulwax/ Mixhell) - are exploring fresh lunacy anew whereby electronic experimentation, hardcore attitude, dystopian dread and in-the-
red dementia collide and collude to form a uniquely invigorating assault, custom fit for an accelerated age. This debut employs both
members' past experience - Wayne in a variety of musical guises ranging from punk to breakcore and gabba, and Iggor in a planet-
straddling metal colossus whose questing spirit played a crucial role in the music's evolution - yet also cheerfully renders them obsolete
in a resolutely genre-free onslaught, damaged by the endtime intensity of Ministry and the synapse-shredding mischief of Aphex Twin
yet lodged firmly in the here and now. Moreover, guest vocalists are also on hand to traverse anywhere from full-throttle intensity (as
with Full Of Hell's Dylan Walker on the blistering 'Radiation Facial' or Integrity's legendary vocal exorcist Dwid Hellion on 'Some
Semblance Of A Story') to exhilarating melodic counterpoint (Laima Leyton (Mixhell) on 'Coming') and stream-of-consciousness lunacy
from Warmduscher's Mutado Pintado, whose splenetic tirades on 'Gringolicker'. Paint-stripping and deliriously potent, 'I' is more than
merely an exercise in the life-affirming flame of oppositional punk spirit scorching all or any musical boundaries in its path - it's an
uncompromising soundtrack to a short-circuiting new era. Yet rarely has the sound of global malfunction also been so much fun.