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.