South Londoner Wu-Lu’s stunning new album contains post-genre war dubs that speak directly to these richly troubled times. The twelve simmering tracks from the producer, multi-instrumentalist and vocalist are made of depth-charged post-punk, thrashed-up skate-park screamo, and the gauzy hip hop that Knwxledge might make if he’d got lost round the back of The Windmill on Brixton Hill.