Imagine seeing a band play exactly the right length set. No technical problems gumming up the works. No ill-advised set-closing jam stretching past ten minutes. No padding the set lists with weaker tracks. No forced-hand encore. You leave wanting to hear the album when you get home. At a tidy 32 minutes, Austin-based We’ll Go Machete’s debut LP, Strong Drunk Hands, is the recorded equivalent of that ideal set: a half-hour of honed post-hardcore that keeps my eyes away from the clock.

We’ll Go Machete took notes from the right bands. There’s the lockstep precision and fearsome holler of Quicksand, the math-rock guitar interplay of Drive Like Jehu, the big riffs of Fireside, and the urgency of At the Drive-In. Strong Drunk Hands doesn’t reinvent the post-hardcore wheel, but if you have even a passing interest in any of those bands, you’ll marvel at the craftsmanship of “DM Barringer,” “Hayward,” and “Good Morning Munro.” I’d cite the other seven tracks too, but you get the point.

Naturally, next time I’ll want more from We’ll Go Machete. I’ll want a longer set. I’ll want an evocation of the melodies and warmth of J. Robbins’ voice. I’ll want more of that math-rock guitar interplay, which proves thoroughly effective in limited doses here. Hell, I may even want a ten-minute album-closing jam. But for now, I’m fully satiated by the precision, economy, and force of Strong Drunk Hands.