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Both tracks shared so far by Ashnymph are hard to categorise: their own description of their work as “subconscioussion” doesn’t offer many clues. Their initial track Saltspreader married a jackhammer industrial beat – bandmember Will Wiffen has sometimes been seen on stage in a tee that bears the logo of industrial metal pioneers Godflesh – with vintage-sounding synthesisers and a guitar riff that subtly echoes the classic Stooges track I Wanna Be Your Dog, before transforming into a barrier of unsettling sound. The planned result, the group has mentioned, was to evoke motorway travel, “the grinding circulation of vehicles all day long over huge distances … nighttime orange glows”.

The next release, the song Mr Invisible, falls between club music and unconventional alternative rock. For one thing, the track’s rhythm, strata of mesmerizing synths, and singing that comes either trippily blurred or spellbindingly cyclical in a way that recalls Underworld's Dubnobasswithmyheadman period all suggest the club floor. Alternatively, its forceful live-sounding dynamics, brink-of-disorder feel and distortion – “getting that crisp distortion is a long-term goal,” Wiffen has said – mark it out as undeniably a band creation rather than a lone electronic artist. They've performed around the independent music circuit in south London for a short time, “any spot with loud speakers”.

But both are exciting and different enough – from one another and anything else around at the moment – to make you wonder about what Ashnymph might do next. No matter what it is, on the basis of these two singles, it’s unlikely to be boring.

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