You'd better turn it up or turn it off or get FUUUCKED!!!!!!!!!
Typical. Just as soon as you've finished a whole month of Rocktober brilliance along comes what Vice are calling "a hypodermic syringe injecting [much needed] life into the UK hardcore scene" and sucker punches you right in the bollocks.
With their abominable fury, white-knuckle pandemonium and I-don't-give-a-shit attitudes, these blistering bursts of ferocity are merely the beginning of something spectacular from balaclava-clad twelve-piece The Hell. Let the Slipknot comparisons commence.
So either they're trying to keep their identities secret or they've all grown really bad taches for Movember and don't want anyone to notice.
Charmed to meet you sir.
Does this show Bill Bailey wearing a The Hell t-shirt?
Grab their album for whatever The Hell you like.
And for our younger readers...