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The two singles shared up to now by the group Ashnymph defy easy classification: their personal label of their work as “subconscioussion” doesn’t offer many clues. The first single Saltspreader married a jackhammer industrial beat – member Will Wiffen has occasionally been spotted on stage sporting a shirt that displays the emblem of Godflesh, icons of industrial metal – with vintage-sounding synthesisers and a riff that subtly echoes the classic Stooges track I Wanna Be Your Dog, before transforming into a wall of disquieting noise. Its intended effect, the trio have suggested, was to suggest road trips, “the ceaseless flow of vehicles all day long over huge distances … nighttime orange glows”.

The subsequent track, the song Mr Invisible, occupies a space between dance music and left-field alt-rock. For one thing, the cut's tempo, multiple entrancing electronic parts, and singing that comes either trippily blurred or spellbindingly cyclical in a way that recalls Dubnobasswithmyheadman-era Underworld all suggest the dance space. On the other, its forceful live-sounding dynamics, near-anarchic character and overdrive – “making everything sound crunchy is a personal mission,” Wiffen has said – set it apart as very much the work of a band rather than a solitary home producer. They’ve been playing around the independent music circuit in south London for a short time, “any spot with loud speakers”.

But the two tracks are vibrant and distinct – mutually and contemporary releases – to spark curiosity about what Ashnymph might do next. Regardless of the form, on the basis of these two singles, it’s unlikely to be boring.

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