* WARNING – this is the FIRST album review I’d ever written and it’s terrible!!! * 

Today’s World crackles to life, its heaving riffs electric with distortion, grounded by the throaty toms, gripping you by the stomach. Side A showcases Disorder’s very own ‘gravitational pull’ in its full triumph – Violent Crime‘s adrenaline-inducing roar built up of the gut wrenching elevation in bassline, guitar and vocals, all tightly wound and interlocked.

As the seismic bass broods, the kick and snare ignites tracks like Insane Youth and Complete Disorder into a landscape of staticky commotion, bassline thundering through the scratching, abrasive riffing, the reverb on Boobs’ vocals drawing themselves deeper within the uproar, as if fading within their own self-made disorder. Both tracks pave the way for the masterful chaos imminent: You’ve Got To Be Someone

You’re unsuspecting as the guitar waves in its cheery welcome, then dubious as the last note hangs in the air, contorting into a single sharp tone of distorted feedback… and as the angry toms set into action, you’re hit full force with immediate power. The metal crashing of cymbals, the tumbling of toms falling about, the vocals channelling all the painful, primal frustration in the world as the electric guitar reels – you’re living and breathing within one of Disorder’s most staggering tracks.

Side B introduces More Than Fights in the same, awe-inspiring direction, the stampeding drums, grating yells and churning toms proving its worth among the ranks of You’ve Got To Be Someone. Its violent, crackling energy is echoed in Provocated War; its ferocity relentlessly driven through by the pummelling kick.

While Daily Life sees the return of Disorder’s core-gripping rise and fall, the bass, guitar and vocals dominating as a unit, the rest of Side B displays a harsher edge. The metallic crashing of cymbals and strong bassline, teamed with more brutal vocals and layered echoed screaming equips Rampton Song with a new ominosity, especially in contrast with Daily Life‘s more light-hearted lyrics. Bullshit Everyone is born amongst squealing and rumbling, twisting eerily together before being met by a sinister bassline, the clash of the ride and measured stamps of the kick and snare simulating almost evil-sounding, metallic machinery. It’s safe to say that Disorder pulls off the darker tone even with their piss-take lyrics; Buy I Gurt Pint and their cover of 3 Blind Mice chugging along more menacingly than imaginable.

This album is perfect for first-time listeners of Disorder, or just anyone who wants all their relentless, raw, pant-pissing power in one place. Though it’s probably fair to say that if you like one song, you’ll like them all, I present to you the old saying: if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it