OK, so I should imagine it’s fairly safe to say that Scouse electronica three-piece Sun Drums wouldn’t beam with gushing delight were they to be snared by the trap tag, and indeed it’d be fairly nonsensical to deem them thus. Nonetheless as introductions go, Order Of Nothing is a full-frontal bash; a figurative handshake to transform knuckles into dust. Though it’s an introduction best chopped finely, lined up and gorged upon, for contained within these heady eleven are in fact elements of the lambasted genre aforesaid – that unerring aggression; the sonorous kicks; those crisp hi-hats – yet these are masterfully intermingled with other once seemingly incompatible inflexions. Hyphy interludes, muffled techno interjections, and cagey breaks all combine as the track which itself runs as though the stream of consciousness of Coyu’s record case blurs in and out of refinement and focus. Consistency is of course as ever crucial, and in terms of quality they’ve the dial set to something undeviatingly skyscraping. Order this one in.