This time last year, Jem Siow was earning his keep as a music teacher. Having trained at university in classical flute – an experience he’s likened to the brutal lessons in jazz-school movie Whiplash – the frontman thought his days of hard-touring with bands like Endless Heights were behind him, and had channelled his passion for stoking kids’ energy and creativity into something like a conventional career. Speed was supposed to be the band he “settled down” on: a part-time concern that would allow him to pick up the mic, perform alongside brother Aaron, and spark life into the dying embers of his local Sydney scene. Like tired bodies on the edge of a circle-pit, however, life found a way of dragging them back in. No-nonsense, highly politicised bangers A&nbs...