At the end of a joyous, sweaty night at Village Underground, LEAP made a pointed statement, one that without further thought could sound like a lovely sentiment to unify a group of people who had just enjoyed an hour and a half of their favourite alternative-indie quartet.

Music over the past five years sits in the marked post-pandemic age. This isn't yet defined as a distinct era of music but when it is LEAP are likely to be a quintessential example of the tendency to pair bare-all honest lyricism with genre appropriate party vibes. Born from the combination of the time available to musicians to get introspective during lockdown, with the desperation to get out IRL in front of a rowdy bunch of fans and shake-down, many artists seemingly embraced this style in all of its beautiful contradictions.

LEAP have unveiled their debut album, Entropy, a whirlwind of rock ’n’ roll extremes and raw emotion. It’s a high-octane dance through the chaotic brilliance of frontman Jacky’s mind. Fusing heavy riffs and pounding rhythms with flashes of electronica and soaring pop hooks, the record is driven by Jacky’s distinctive vocals, which guide listeners through London’s gritty underbelly and his own battles with mental health. It’s the story of chasing, gaining, and ultimately losing the glittering Hollywood major-label dream, only to emerge with something far more powerful.