It’s here. We’re one of the first to get a hold of a copy of Health’s eagerly anticipated second ‘proper’ album (forgetting the remix LP for now) – in all of its glory. The limited-to-500-copies clear vinyl that I hold in my hand is so early infact, that the download link provided doesn’t even work yet. A quick Google will find scores of people trying to get their grubby digital paws on something.. anything to do with ‘Get Color’ that it feels like a special privilege to wrap back the plastic.

After getting over the dodgy Americanised spelling of the name, as well as my turntable going schitzo halfway through side A - refusing to stop spinning, or moving the tone-arm back and forth from its resting position, I finally managed to feast my ears on the latest ‘noise-rock’ offering.

Or so I thought anyway. Health don’t really fit that tag – not when you throw them in with the likes of Abe Vigoda or the Paper Chase or any of the other more ‘traditional’ band set-ups (bearing in mind how different this lot are already). If you imagine a duck throwing a microphone at a metal wall, you get some sort of idea of what you might expect from what we’ve heard from Health already; drums and guitar parts flying in from nowhere and dropping dead at your feet all over the place.