In which a crew at the forefront of peak UK dance culture stares down the genre-splintering, rave-criminalizing mid-’90s with a thousand-yard glare and more pure wattage than most bassbins can handle. This is hardcore techno turned feral and poisonous, dosing the era’s Cool Britannia atmosphere with a high-BPM assault that, in a better world, would’ve drowned out the feeble bastard sons of punk trying to latch on to Union Jack chic. Fuck ‘em and their law.