White Sands - The Wait [EP]

Review Media Reader Head here to submit your own review of this album. The nearest beach to my house is the litter-strewn stamp of pebbles that clutter Southend seafront, but, despite their somewhat idyllic name, White Sands have little interest in whisking me away to warmer climates. That's okay though, because the brutal aural assault that they do generously provide, stuffed with giddy waves of distortion and ferocious cranks of guitar, are thrilling enough to numb a grim existence spent gazin...