Songs created in the shadow of terror and loss, but that crackle and pop with defiance, wrestled into being over one of the most extra-ordinary years in recent history. Ideas born of pandemic and isolation, but that demand sharing and then celebration. A statement of desperation, but also of intent. Of two-fingers anger, and two-footed celebration.

The complete vision, that top-to-bottom rigour, is what makes the second album from Working Men’s Club such a stunning and totally unique achievement. This is Fear Fear, a record made for agitating and dancing, for heart and soul, for here, now and tomorrow.