Wolfgang Webb's "The Lost Boy" arrived not so much as a collection of tracks, but as a sonic correspondence from a place where streetlights hum with Kraftwerk’s ghost and the shadows dance to a trip-hop beat. This is music conceived in the wee small hours, carrying that particular clarity – or perhaps, exquisite exhaustion – of a world stripped bare by moonlight. His past...

You can practically smell the stale beer and sweat radiating off the opening chords. Some records ask politely for your time, but 'Talon Dance' kicks the door off its hinges and demands you listen. Decay Chain has arrived with a debut single that captures the exact feeling of being young, angry, and entirely fed up with the polished state of modern alternative music. It is a...