Amsterdam local, Ivory Coast progeny and Grime-Juke-Jungle gene-splicer, H-SIK makes his Black Acre debut in rude style with two concrete-junglist chemical weapons. First up is the muscular drum workout *Sonic Rage* which layers a ridiculously powerful, yet deftly chopped 808-Amen bombardment with delicate citric pads, bleeps and lost droideka language. On the flip is the Orwellian *No Promises* a natural pairing of Vangelis atmospherics and committed drum-funk workout, building with undead voices and B-Boy breakdowns.