In July, Wired Euphoria’s “Fantasy Switch” felt like a plunge into emotional static, a song where heartbreak, desire and self-destruction disappeared beneath towering guitars and relentless drums. If that track found the Nottinghamshire duo willingly stepping deeper into the beautiful chaos of their sound, “Malware” discovers a wonderfully crooked way to channel that same intensity. The walls of distortion are still standing, the grunge bite remains, and Harry Barber’s drums

Just last month, Wired Euphoria came crashing through with “Lifestyle,” a track that thrived on nervous energy and forward momentum, all sharp edges, spiraling thoughts, and a refusal to stand still. It felt like a band running at full speed through their own anxieties, turning existential dread into something loud, kinetic, almost combustible. Now, with “Wishes,” they do something far more unsettling. They slow down. Not into comfort, but into confrontation. The same emot

Back in January, Wired Euphoria first crashed onto our radar with “Glass of Wine,” a track that swayed between reckless distortion and late-night vulnerability, introducing a band that clearly preferred emotional chaos over careful polish. Now they’re back, and if that single felt like the opening toast, “Lifestyle” is the after-midnight escalation, louder, messier, and charged with the same restless spirit. The Nottingham outfit once again leans into the beautiful turbule