Press release :
Take five young men based in South East London, feed them on a diet of fry-ups, weed, Ornette Coleman and UK garage, make them work in a café together, deny them contact with polite society and what do you get? Something like 'Slap On Tap' - a much-madness dance-floor killer (and you can take that how you like).

Bursting forth from the very heart of London's shadowy Spyna Workshop, Ninja's latest signing, Pest, sculpt tiny scraps of this and that into a kind of Outsider Art which is nevertheless still funny and (just about) understandable - like listening to musical Tourettes, only fuinkier.

Coming through with some of the freshest music you've heard since the likes of Squarepusher were just bubbling onto the scene, this is just a tidy little taster of the full-blown delights to come next year. A proper band who put most "live" dance acts to shame, these boys will be spreading their pestilence across the country and the world all too soon. Hahahahaha! Evil cackles! Wiping of spittle from chin! They have no idea of the harm they can cause!