SWEAT have slunk out of the haze, a five-piece slick with practice and energy. The apocalyptic visions they bring to their sound taint their love songs with sleaze and desperation, while their raw and relentless live show demands total motion. This is a cathartic full-body groove, the only possibly response to existential dread filtered through irresistible tunes. Having headlined the Old Blue Last for DIY Magazine at the start of this year, join us now for the dystopian disco’s first outing to Streatham. These guys are really ones to watch.