AARRGGHHHH!!! Beelzebub has returned, fire volcanoing from his nostrils, the Spice Girls playing on his stereo and his feet clothed in, er, virginal white sandals?

Yes indeed, this is the homecoming of Irish noise-merchants Therapy?, back from the brink sans-introverted gothic tosh, but equipped with their best offering since 1994’s epic ‘Troublegum’ and enough bubblegum pop sensibility to drown Louise Nurding.

They’re still angry, they still scream and howl like they’re standing knee deep in hydrochloric acid, but they’re doing this in the best possible taste a la The Pixies, Nirvana and The Undertones. Despite endangering the well-being of your speakers, not to mention your ears, this is one of the classiest pop records you’ll hear this year.

All rise for hymn 666 in the Church Of Noise. Hallelujah.