This is electro-shocked no wave of the first, most chaotic order, jittering out in every direction, knife edges flying out with centripetal force. I haven't loved a band this dissonant since Ex Models (Shahin, still one of my favorite Splendid interviews, though it's been a decade probably and nobody even remembers Ex Models anymore, do they?) and they're from tight-assed Boston of all places, so you know they've suffered for their art.
Anyway, give it a spin. You probably won't like it.
I think they played the Flywheel once before I knew who they were. Hope they come back.