Bleeping chaos, danceable desecration, marching into the apocalypse. Primes is the confrontational and abrasively sexual militia that may just send The Faint back to their Nebraskan garage searching for a new sound. This band's scratchy, distorted vocals, which screech against an all-too-powerful percussion force, are undeniably effective, regardless of anyone's personal taste. Forged from the flames of post-punk band A Luna Red, Primes isn't devoid of energy. Their black hymns will definitely destroy a mass of expensive haircuts, annihilate too tight blazers and bring any dancefloor to its knees.