Nine Inch Nails
It would give us great pleasure to report that Trent Reznor’s jolly troupe have foresworn migraine-inducing industrial rock in favour of fiddle and squeezebox. But, they haven’t. Which is why, with some surprise, we are forced to note that ‘Survivalism’ is fantastic – all elemental rage, loud ejaculations of guitars and farting bass-synths. Akin to stage-diving directly into a threshing machine. In a good way.