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They are [a]Asian Dub Foundation[/a]'s chippier little brothers...

Not since a bunch of washed-up US pop stars did their bit for charidee, has anyone dared sing [I]”we are the world”[/I]. Sona Fariq don’t, but they could almost get away with it. They number four, yet boast ancestry that includes Bangladeshi, Pakistani, Moroccan, Polish, Jewish, Dutch and Swiss.

And while you’d have to cross continents to trace their family trees, you have to do the same to keep up with them musically, as they flit between punk, hip-hop, indie, jungle, dub and metal. So one minute they do [a]Black Grape[/a] skewed funk (‘So Perfect’), the next they’re Public Enemy jamming with the Pistols (‘Move On’), but mostly they’re a head-on collision that takes in NWA, Dr John, and Sly & The Family Stone.

The danger, as always, with such rabid cross-pollination is that you fail to sound remotely coherent. Yet not only do Sona Fariq avoid sounding as anaemic or clueless as, say, Audioweb, as a bonus they make no secret of hating that band too.

They are Asian Dub Foundation‘s chippier little brothers. True – with nothing stronger than vague [I]”it’s time to move on”[/I] exhortations – there’s nothing to match the sheer righteousness of ‘Free Satpal Ram’, but nonetheless their music rattles with the same raging intent and desire to body slam your delusions about genre orthodoxy.

The world is angry. Watch it burn.