Bleep

Voodoo supergroup Melt Yourself Down are every bit as demented as their name implies, whipping up frenzied jazz-pop that clucks like a smackhead on day four of cold turkey. Their self-titled debut on Leaf hits you with one fever dream after another: theremin-spiced samba on ‘Release!'; fast-paced blues and bongos on ‘Tuna’; morning prayer twisted into a limbo tournament on the bonkers ‘Mouth to Mouth’. As crazy as the murderous Haitian carnivals in Live and Let Die, Melt Yourself Down will leave you feeling like a bemused Roger Moore.