D.I.V.O.R.C.E, find out what it means to me! What it means to me is bleeding ears and free-sax fuck-rock squall. But what does it mean to you, oh harbingers of Glasgow carnage, aka Divorce?

‘We really love making a big dumb racket – none of us have any social, political or psychological baggage we want to offload on the listener,’ proclaims drum-slayer Andy Brown (also of Remember Remember). ‘Jennie [Fulk] is the shouter, VSO is the bassist and Vickie [McDonald] is the guitarist. When it comes to writing songs we don’t attempt to write a “punk” song or a “metal” song or what-have-you. We’re happier completely pleasing ourselves, as a bunch of skint punk-jammers.’

‘Me and VSO have been friends for a long time,’ says Brown. ‘We decided to start a band, something loud and obnoxious, with an experimental attitude. We met the others at parties – we were the geeks in the kitchen talking about obscure Throbbing Gristle recordings, rather than cutting a rug in the main room.’ Following depraved emissions via Optimo and Winning Sperm Party, Divorce’s ace self-titled debut album is released on London DIY imprint Night School (Julia Holter, Sun Araw). ‘I’m mega-proud of how intense it turned out,’ says McDonald. Their forthcoming live depravity should expound why Lydia Lunch once called them Cuntzilla’s ungodly offspring. Let’s hear three organslaughtering cheers for the (un)holy (un)matrimony of Divorce.

Nice‘n’Sleazy, Glasgow, Sat 8 Sep.