Frontwoman Jasmyn Burke wraps a lot of meaning in Weaves’ sweaty, jagged noise pop. “My thighs are too big/My head isn’t small/My brain is on fire”, she intones on the stream-of-consciousness call to arms “Scream”, alongside experimental throat singer Tanya Tagaq. “I’m a child of commercials and body language and floating drones.” But Burke is also a child of ‘80s New Wave, Springsteen and Yeah Yeah Yeahs-style post-post-punk. Amid those moments of mobilising agitprop, she brings all sorts of reflection, pain and beauty to these widescreen indie anthems about modern life.