Watch : Bomb Banks at the Dustbowl.

It's sort of like the chest-bursting scene in Alien, or David Bowie at his coolest. They can go from a slight coo, to sludgy noise-punk in seconds. Bomb Banks are set to punch you in the face in 2012. Sure, they'll kiss you afterwards, to set you at ease, but you'll forever be weary of a raised hand from there on out. A record is coming soon. No website yet. Just be aware.