In the distant din of an insomniac city, the Naked Soft Men frequency oscillates between Post-Punk and modern Garage in search of a certain collective frenzy with the allure of a cathode-ray storm. Souls in search of nonsense, lose yourself to the strident guitars and inexhaustible drums that dance on a tightrope between the furious energy of Idles and Fat White Family-ish sick rock.