With each sonic movement on the introductory self-titled EP from New York's Wall there's a commitment to defend a punctuated duality between curiosity and triumph. After all, what's a band worth but its message. From the first rigid and cautious seconds of their EP, Wall unleash an uncanny self-awareness that methodically slips pages ripped from demented No Wave legacies through a shredder of their own design. With this debutante artefact, Wall have invited the world to witness the birth of a toxic new tempestuous bloodwave of post-punk: exactly the transfusion the scene needs to stay alive.