As Antonio Gramsci knew, “the old world is dying, and the new world struggles to be born”: now is the time of bangers. 2020’s transitional era might just favour bands such as the gloriously spiky, Leeds-based Yard Act. The quartet have only played three gigs but have already released two superb singles, pulsing with post-punk indie dance, their creativity thriving despite reduced circumstances.

The Trapper’s Pelts borrows the Fall’s relish for the surreal, while Fixer Upper is a self-incriminating monologue on home improvement delivered by an entitled dimwit protagonist via singer James Smith. There’s acuity, pathos and wit, deadpan storytelling over catchy, snaking riffs and relentless grooves. It’s the music you’d imagine Yorkshire comedy genius Daniel Kitson might make, teetering between spite and sympathy, humanity and brutality. Like being buttonholed by the most interesting men in the pub, who have tales to tell – and pelts to sell you.

Yard Act have been writing throughout lockdown to be ready for 2021’s great reopening, although Smith is avoiding the news and its obvious targets for his quietly lyrical fury. He says: “Rather than the panto villains, it’s about how their ideologies get burned into everyday life. Everyone should be called to account.”

• The Trapper’s Pelts and Fixer Upper are out now on Zen FC