Leicester’s Hardcore scene has been a reassuring constant through the last decades of Leicester’s music scene. It exists as it’s own micro-community outside of the mainstream of venues – with shows taking place in rehearsal spaces and basements across the city.
The members of Nothing Clean have been pivotal to that scene for as long as I can remember, both as musicians and promoting and releasing music. Veterans of Diet Pills, Mangle, Meatpacker and Toecutter they have an imposing pedigree within the scene and this full-length (if a 24 minute long record counts as a full length) is a snapshot of them at the height of their power.
Every second of Cheat is pilled high with frenetic drums and guitars. it’s 41 tracks still clock in under half an hour – nothing necessarily unusual for the bands they sit alongside – but still an intimidating prospect to review. Highlights include Dogshit, Piss Prism and Self Appointed, but to single out any tracks here feels like a futile effort.
The whole record blends in to one wash of sonic intensity. It’s an exercise in endurance in the purest sense of the word – so extreme that you kind of have to bask in it and let the wall of noise wash over you. Impressively, Cheat goes some way to capturing the live experience that is so integral to bands from this scene, and it’s an impressive document of the band.