That’s what the spoken introduction to ‘Gash Wagon’, which lacerates your speaker cones at the midway point of ‘Sunshine, Lollipops, & Rainbows’, the latest release from rock legends, The Dwarve,s is…. total and utter filth.
There are no spoilers here at RPM, but hearing this dialogue for the first time was enough to have our head honcho, Dom Dale,y snotting his breakfast porridge out of his nose, and if it had been 1977, I dare say he would have smashed up his stereo in outrage too.
This is the motherfuckin’ Dwarves, though, brothers and sisters and a fourteen-track slice of their kind of sleazy life is just what Record Store Day 2025 needs if you ask me (the price of the bloody thing here in the UK aside that is). Yup, as a special treat for all of us vinyl nerds, Blag Dahlia and co have decided to finally unleash these previously never-before-released tracks, recorded live in the studio in Seattle, Summer 1989. This is, by the band’s own admission, the missing link between the Dwarves classic 1990 Sub Pop release ‘Blood, Guts & Pussy’ and 1988’s ‘Toolin’ For a Warm Teabag’ which had been released on Nasty Gash Records.
Think of ‘Sunshine, Lollipops, & Rainbows’ then as a seedy glimpse behind the band’s heavily soiled cross boners backdrop curtain, as eleven of the original ‘Blood, Guts & Pussy’ tracks get a down and dirty, live in the studio, mauling. Highlights for me still include ‘Fuck You Up And Get High’, ‘Astro Boy’ (the tragic backstory behind which guitarist HeWhoCannotBeNamed once shared with me and brought a whole new meaning to the song) as well as their wonderful reinterpretation of ‘Surfin’ Bird’, here reworked/renamed/repurposed within the truly awesome ‘Motherfucker’.
Just like their debut Sub Pop album there’s no fucking around here – it’s fourteen songs in the same number of minutes and only ‘Back Seat of My Car’ and ‘Drug Store’ are missing from that album’s thirteen tracks. However, in their place we get ‘Eat You To Survive’, ‘She’s Dead’ and ‘Fuckhead/Shout’, the latter being similar to ‘Motherfucker’ albeit here the song morphs into The Isley Brothers classic before seemingly the tape runs out and we can all catch our breath once again.
Sex, drugs and rock n roll is what The Dwarves were all about back in 1989, and probably still are to this very day. They are the band the PMRC (remember those fuckers?) would have loved to have cancelled back then but they effectively did that to themselves in 1993 when choosing to fake the death of HeWhoCannotBeNamed ahead of the release of their ‘Sugarfix’ record and subsequently imploded after Sub Pop didn’t see the funny side of it and promptly dropped the band.
‘Sunshine, Lollipops & Rainbows’ is the missing gem from the dawn of that Sub Pop era, and it finally sees the light of day on April 12th 2025 as part of Record Store Day. It’s released as a full colour picture disc, in a full colour gatefold sleeve, complete with a full colour inner bag containing dozens of photographs from the infamous ‘Blood, Guts & Pussy’ cover shoot and live photographs of the band from Seattle around 1989/90.
Just make sure to take your own brown paper bag to the record store in which to carry the total filth back home in.
Just one month after TASTE TESTORS formed they played their first show, and a month after that they recorded and mastered their first album, and a month after that they cut a deal with Moodkiller Records (Hutchie, Trash Sound Conglomerate, The Snubs) these cats aren’t hanging around that’s for sure and with Steve E being such a busy boy its no wonder.
The debut album came together fast, just like the tempo of the tunes I guess. But when you have Steve E Nix on board how can’t you fall in love with this? Funnily Enough the opening salvo of ‘Don’t Fall In Love With Me’ coming thick and fast on the heels of ‘What She Don’t Know’ its punk rock Ramones style with a twinkle in the eye and a cheeky grin that turns into a bubblegum chewing snotty lyric here and there about Zombies and falling in and out of love Hell Dee Dee would be proud of this if this is what he passed on kinda his gift to the world being channelled from Seattle Washington to the world.
Ten tracks burrowing down inside your ears like the best earworms you could wish for as the winter falls away and the sun begins to shine through. ‘Doctor Doctor’ isn’t some twisted punk rock take on the UFO classic, but it’s a cheeky request for help on a borrowed and bastardised Who riff.
We’ve all got the capacity to grasp this record and pogo with it into the wee small hours as songs like ‘She Didn’t Tell Me’ fly by. I’m sure ‘No One’s Listening’ isn’t a pity party because I’m listening. It’s a short and sweet record and The Boys meets Da Bruddas sounding kiss off of ‘Narc’ is exactly the right place to call time on the Taste Testors debut album. in less than half an hour we can all have a great workout to some excellently executed punk rockin’ power pop from guys who know exactly how to do this shit right – Buy it!
JUST ANNOUNCED … Following the news that legendary punk & postpunk royalty; musician & drummer extraordinaire Peter Budgie Clarke will be releasing his memoirs via the forthcoming biography, ‘The Absence: Memoirs of a Banshee Drummer’ (released in June) – comes the news that Budgie will be launching the project via a UK book tour in July. Dates & venues below.
Have you ever wondered what would happen if you took the pulsating rhythms of Killing Joke smashed them headlong into the gothic guitar overtones The Mission and then topped it all off with the more melodic elements of Revolting Cocks? Well, I can tell you, it’s the sound of Svendials, and their debut ten track ‘A Crash Course In Catastrophe’ is something I would urge any fan of these bands to check out immediately.
Why? Well, for starters, it’s a band that not only features the talents of Chris Connely, Paul Feguson and Mark Gemini Thwaite, but also, more importantly, what the resulting output from these guys sounds like is anything but a mere amalgam of their constituent parts. So, whilst on paper Sevendials may appear to be another alternative supergroup, what you actually get when you fully immerse yourself within the dark underbelly of ‘A Crash Course In Catastrophe’ is anything but a record that is safe and plays by the rules.
Let’s start with lead single ‘Zodiac Morals’ as this was the first track I heard by Sevendials, here it pops up mid-album, all broody and full of swagger, propelled by a monstrous Mark Gemini Thwaite guitar riff that could have graced any Killing Joke record. It’s when Chris Connely opens his mouth to sing, though, that my interest levels really peak, though as here he seems to somehow be channelling the spirit of David Bowie circa the mid-90s, around the time when he was touring with Nine Inch Nails in the US to promote the ‘Outside’ album. It certainly raised my expectations of what ‘A Crash Course In Catastrophe’ might offer as an album, but in reality, a few listens into the full affair (and it will take a few listens), it’s blown those expectations straight out of the water.
Granted the album starts with a cover, but it’s the band’s take on Sparks fantastic ‘Number One Song In Heaven’, and given Connely’s experience of working with Al Jourgensen (who himself loves a great cover) it comes complete with a semi-gothic remodelling that would be an immediate Batcave dancefloor fave, if the place still existed that is.
It’s when ‘Where The Wolves’ raises its head and Connely howls at the moon that the album really takes off though. It kind of reminds me of Godhead, a long-lost band from the nu-metal age who once toured the UK with Marilyn Manson, and talking of the God of Fuck there is even an element of Mr Warner himself that is festering under the skin of ‘Knife Without Asking’, it’s heavy as hell, but heavy in that Killing Joke sense.
Following ‘Zodiac Morals’ we then have the album’s second cover, and this time around it’s their take on Animotion’s ‘Obsession’. Originally penned by rock ‘n’ roll aristocrat Michael Des Barres I’m sure he would raise a wry smile at this almost modern-day Numan-esque take of his 80s synth pop anthem, one that comes complete with Ashley Bad playing the part of a gothic Astrid Plane to absolute perfection.
From here on in its Sevendials’ originals all the way, and from ‘Before You Make Your Distance’ to album closer ‘Weathervane Days’ that shadow of mid 90s Bowie is something that is cast long. It’s one of my favourite eras of The Thin White Duke, but here unlike say with Gyasi where the influence is much more obvious, with the likes of ‘Whispering Wand’ and a stuttering steampunk rhythmic quality at its heart it’s Connely’s excellent vocals that once again get me thinking of Mr Jones in all of his ‘Outside’ era glory.
There’s not a weak song on ‘A Crash Course In Catastrophe’, in fact it’s a record that gets stronger the more you play it and the further you get into it as the NIN tinged ‘Corrupted Verse’ and yup, Bowie-esque ‘Too High To Live’ soon prove.
Mark Gemini Thwaite’s production on ‘A Crash Course In Catastrophe’ is as dark and dangerous as the 19th Century London area from which the band’s name is taken and having last seen the guitarist playing with Peter Murphy at Rebellion Festival many many (full) moons ago I do have to wonder what the chances are of Sevendials taking this record out on the road? It’s a shame that the Forever Now festival hasn’t got space for the trio, it’s an event almost purpose-built for their sound.
‘A Crash Course In Catastrophe’ is released on 11th of April 2025 on Cadiz Music/Creation Youth Music (a new label collaboration between Killing Joke bassist Youth and Alan McGee), and you can secure your copy from the weblinks below.
It’s been a busy 3 years for Baltimore’s finest, but it’s been a long couple of years for the rest of us jonesing for this follow-up. And what a rapturous hit to the veins it is.
For the initiated this comes as no surprise, the snotty and glamorous street punks have been wowing crowds both sides of the pond, before and after their first longplayer, but it seems that these boys were only just getting started…..
Right off the bat, “on the loose” bolts out of your speakers with the one-two punch on unrelenting opener “public hell” and the chest beating swagger of recent taster single “razor love”. Never losing momentum, both “total crime” and “dogs” are just as sleazy and sublime, complete with air-punching sing-along choruses. Sugar-coated bullets, sweet and deadly. The underbelly of life has never sounded so good.
Anthemic and dangerous, “poison rite” continues us on this wild ride on the wrong side of town, and I for one can’t get enough!
Track after track hits you in all the right places every time. With a fresh yet old skool punk’n’roll sound enviable to all the Scando rock heavy hitters. Particular standout is final track “wicked bones”, a bit more polished in structure and sound, but gets the serotonin pumping just as much.
Like a rock ‘n’ roll riot, that adrenaline-soaked feeling is palpable as soon as the needle hits the groove. Ravagers are the real deal, the illegitimate bastard offspring of Starz and Turbonegro. In the wrong hands, this posturing can come off as clichéd. No such issue here, the lads are pumping out nothing but pure, unadulterated classics. We at RPM are here for every moment.
2025 continues to surprise. Just a few months on from Jerry Thornton Jones’ (One The Juggler) solo album ‘Back From Tomorrow’, and here we are with his first album as part of The Shambolicks. Not one to sit around, he is also a member of Kinks tribute band The Konks. And, throughout, there are threads from all these bands, as you’d probably expect. Yet, as with these previous releases, the quality of the tunes is what counts.
From opening instrumental ‘Theme’, it’s clear that things are groovy chez Shambolicks. ‘We Gotta Go’ is part sixties dance floor, part Dr Feelgood riff, with that hint of Bowie in Jerry’s voice. Somehow, it works perfectly, and finishes abruptly, where ‘Apple Charlotte’ is altogether more Beatlesque, circa 1966. It’s a second bite of the cherry for ‘Only Time Will Tell’, but as it’s one of my favourite tunes from ‘Back From Tomorrow’, I won’t complain. The Kinks styled backing vocals really suit the song. If Ray Davies released this today, he’d be applauded.
‘PrimeTime’ has the urgent riff and melody that would equally suit One The Juggler, while ‘Life Goes On’ evokes the more reflective moments of ‘Blue Mask’ era Lou Reed. A pleasant surprise. And, suddenly, ‘Heart Bleeds Rock n Roll’ ups the tempo again, like Bowie playing Hamburg Beatles. Kudos to lead guitarist Scott Blake for getting the tone just right.
And the John and Paul harmonies are present and correct on ‘Consequence Of You’, a hard thing to pull off, it’s really quite touching. ‘The Ticket’ has producer Jim Riley adding harmonica to the acoustic-led tune, and ‘Reflections’ once again captures that mid-60s vibe, just on the edge of psychedelia. I can picture Macca nodding appreciatively at the bass line.
‘No One Really Knows’ ends things like a song you remember warmly from somewhere in your mind. There’s no mistaking that these are lovingly crafted songs from people who care to make something special. That’s rare enough these days, so grab hold of a copy and catch them on tour.
Episode 65 we’re happy to report doesn’t have a tribute to any legend who happened to have popped their mortal coil and left this planet for pastures newso we just forge ahead with wall to wall bangers starting off in the only place relevant this week and that’s down under with the brand new song from Civic who released pre sales details for their new album and something of a departure ‘Chrome Dipped‘. I’m sure it’ll take some getting used to if it is indeed a radical departure, but on the evidence of the song I feel happy to report it’s a quality tune as per. The band want it out there that they’re reimagining Proto Punk as we know it, “I like the idea of Chrome Dipped being a mind set,” says frontman Jim McCullogh. “It’s like a casting of your character, or like an outer shell. One of the main objectives for this album was to make a drastic turn in our sound. Break the mold, melt the steel.” lets ave it!
Next, we have the awesome Guerrilla Teens and their new album, which I’m reliably informed is coming out on vinyl via Sioux Records, who previously put out their debut album as well as some awesome Rock n Roll from Richard Bacchus (D Generation) and a cool band called The Yowl. ‘Monkeys Paw‘ is the name of the record, and it’s packed with bangers that you expect from a legend like Scott Deluxe Drake.
We keep ’em coming – How about some Japanese Punk Rock n Roll in the shape of GlitterFast with their self-titled mini album and a track entitled ‘JapanesePunk’, breakneck riffs and showing outta Tokyo with the likes of the excellent Angel Face, who we’ve played previously. This is available to pre-order from Slovenly, of course who else is doing this this well?
Anyone fancy some UK hard Rock in the shape of The Diaz Brothers who are a couple of months away from releasing their sophomore album ‘The World Is Yours’, so we figured why not get your juices flowing with the title track off the record. Again, if you’re already a fan, you’re gonna love this one, and if you’re not yet, then this will introduce you to the band’s sound as well as their striking artwork. The new album is coming out on Serial Bowl Records out of Sunderland, so get on it, folks, the debut is past its third press, so remember if you snooze you lose. ‘Be My Drug’ is the opening track and a real earworm.
Next we have The Maggots – from ‘Early Maggots’. ‘2 ft tall’ is available on Chaputa Records. These Swedish Garage punks’ late 90s output is condensed down into this comp that delivers the 7” plus a whole bunch of hard to find (until now) tracks. Fill your chelsea boots kids this one rocks. Imagine being only 2 ft tall, shucks.
The Godfathers have a compilation album just around the corner entitled ‘Deja Vu Electric’, which is a whopping eighteen tracks culled from the band’s most recent three albums, so now seems like a good time to unleash ‘Till My Heart Stops Beating’ Originally from ‘A Big Bad Beautiful Noise’ which in my humble opinion was the bands finest work since the seminal ‘Birth, School, Work, Death’ album but that’s a debate for another day.
After Alvin Gibbs made the news and social media revelation regarding his detainment and subsequent early flight home to France. His recent experience at the US border and his deportation back to the South of France and him not being able to fulfil the Subs last ever US dates, along with two of the others in the band with only Charlie getting access to LAX and the greater Los Angeles area Jedi mind tricks might have been used to gain access for Charlie but that’s unconfirmed if he does indeed have the force. He did, however subsequently have to play with a pick-me-up band at the last minute. It must be particularly gutting for Alvin, who gave his side of the story on social media. Careful kids Big Brother is watching you, so it seems only right that we should hit you with some of Alvin and The Dissobedient Servants and the track ‘If Only’ taken from the ‘History EP’.
As listeners should by now know, we do love a cover version round HQ and this week is no exception. The Bad Plugs – ‘Macho Man’ is actually a Village People cover. Yeah, that’s right, the Village People (never thought that would be something that would make it on the pages of RPM) Unsettling rip snorting punk rock though as it goes all the way from Milan, Italy.
Rob Moss and Skin-Tight Skin perform “GlamOrama” by The Amplifier Heads as their side of the bargain on this split. Maybe next week we’ll hit up the Amplifier Heads version of a Rob Moss track, but until then, get your 70s stack heels on and hit the dance floor.
Another Slovenly records release coming down the line is this raging slice of Garage Rock from Los Sex Sex Sex in the shape of their ‘Control’ EP sounding like the relatives of The Briefs Los SEX SEX SEX de Mexmexmexico have actually been around for a decade or so, with a 7″ and cassette out thus far. After a long hiatus they come screaming back with a rager of a garage punk 7inch on Slovenly, before they hit Europe for a tour this June.
An artist we always love hearing from at HQ has to be Johny Skullknuckles and anything he puts his hands to (oh er mrs). This is the latest offering of snotty punk rock n roll courtesy of The Soda Poppers. Obviously, we were gonna play it, so turn up the speakers and get on your creepers, it’s The Soda Poppers.
With a brand new album in the bag and the review on RPM Online it seems right that we unveil a track off the most excellent Eureka Machines album ‘Everything’. ‘Back In The Back Of Beyond’ is another earworm and a little ray of sunshine. Fans will be most pleased wth this record and it would be nice if the band had a break through by picking up plenty more with its optimistic disposition and bloody excellent songs from opening to close. enjoy.
With the news that Pirates Press are going to release a double album of Turbulent Hearts material, it had us revisiting the catalogue and agreeing that its well over due. ‘Crazy Girl’ is taken from the collection ‘All Out’. We’ve been longtime admirers of Moons work from way back doing Civit through turbulent HEarts and onto her solo career so its great that we’ll finally be able to pick up this double album courtesy of Pirates Press.
When we heard Alien Snatch had a split EP from Blowers and S.U.G.A.R. we had to investigate. Here is the S.U.G.A.R. entry entitled ‘Electric Chair’. Of course, its snotty punk rock, we wouldn’t have it any other way. Get some. S.U.G.A.R. side features two blasting hits of their live set, ‘Electric Chair’, recorded while on their Australian Tour 2024. The songs on the 10″ are exclusive, never-before-released recordings that will only be available on this release! The bands will be hitting the road in Europe in May 2025 for a co-headline festival & club tour.
Before we sign off, we have a brand new song courtesy of Urban Voodoo Machine frontman Paul-Ronney Angel entitled ‘Poor Man’s Fight’, hot off the press, it’s Mr Angel doing what he does and we’re obviously loving it.
Prior to moving to France in 2019, I made my final pilgrimage to Canvey Island, such is my love for all things Dr Feelgood. So, in 2025, it was with surprise and relief that I noticed that the band were playing a mere 2 hr drive away. I’m out of practice with driving distances for gigs, but this was not to be missed, given the quality of last year’s ‘Live In Caen’ album and the recent ‘Damn Right’ studio album.
Call it coincidence, but it’s around 40 years since I last saw them, and once again Gordon Russell is on guitar, a man who has given as much to the history of the band as Wilko and Gypie. In fact, with the exception of Robert Kane on vocals, it’s the same line up as in 1984. I won’t be drawn into semantics, this line up rocks and is worthy of the name.
So it begins with ‘Drives Me Wild’, and the energy level doesn’t let up for 1 hr 20 minutes, which is pretty remarkable, really. What is clear from the outset is that the band are loving playing together, and feed off each others enthusiasm. The venue, an unassuming small warehouse of a building, just off a dual carriageway, isn’t too inviting from the outside. However, once inside, it’s impressive to see there’s a decent space for wheelchair users, and the sound is impeccable tonight. And, it’s packed out.
Classics like ‘I Can Tell’ and ‘Roxette’ are interspersed with new tunes like ‘Keep It Undercover’ and ‘Damn Right’, which fit right into the set, such is the quality of songs that Gordon and Robert have written together. It’s a joy to see and hear Gordon let it rip live, I think some here are surprised by the ferocity of his playing, when required (see ‘If My Baby Quits Me’). And boy, is it loud!
Robert covers every inch of the stage, encouraging the mainly French audience to sing the choruses, which gets a good response. He’s stamped his mark as a frontman in his own right, and his style is assured. With the rhythm section of Kevin and Phil, he knows everything will be spot on. Even the much used ‘See You Later, Alligator’ has a freshness tonight.
‘Gimme One More Shot’ is followed by the inevitable and deserved encore. The evening has flown by and the mood is euphoric. Feelgood have a long history with France, and it’s clear that they continue to be treasured over here. I’d love to have heard some tunes from ‘Doctor’s Orders’, but I guess those of you in the UK will get to hear them soon as they gear up dates to celebrate it, maybe even some from ‘Mad Man Blues’. They continue to be the undisputed leaders of rhythm and blues, so keep your eyes peeled for upcoming dates.
Forty years of The Godfathers is certainly something to celebrate, so what better than founder Peter Coyne picking songs from their last three albums and releasing them in one fine compilation. 2013 saw ‘Jukebox Fury’ arrive some eighteen years after its predecessor from the studio. It was a mere four years between that and ‘A Big Bad Beautiful Noise’ and then five between that and ‘Alpha Beta Gamma Delta’. To be fair, Coyne had recruited a fine band to take on these songs throughout the trilogy, and the revolving door saw some of the UK’s finest musicians plug in and crank out songs such as ‘I Can’t Sleep Tonight’, ‘I Hate The 21st Century and ‘Primitive Man’. The songs stand up to the band’s seminal ‘Birth School Work Death’ album that, in fairness, is the go-to LP of The Godfathers (which still stands up in 2025, no doubt about that).
If I had to pick a favourite from the three albums, I’d have to go for the rawness of ‘A Big Bad Beautiful Noise’ and the standout tracks such as ‘You Don’t Love Me’ dripping with a sweet and sour sound of the raw guitars and the lush backing vocals behind Coynes belligerant vocal style sitting proudly on top of a terrific song. Follow that up with the pulsating ‘Till My Heart Stops Beating’ being driven by the throbbing bassline it’s a throwback but with a really solid production.
To be fair, all three are well represented, and whilst there are subtle differences in the playing the songs stand tall, and if you’ve not been up to speed with The Godfathers, then this is perfect before you dive in on all three. I’m told this is the first retrospective before a live compilation later this year, before next year’s new studio album, so exciting times ahead for the Godfathers and releases I’ll look forward to hearing. Be kind to yourself and catch up with The Godfathers, it’s loud Rock n Roll as it should be played – With attitude and a bucketful of great tunes. Buy It!
I must admit to having a bit of a love/hate relationship with The Darkness. Seen as the metal band it’s ok to like by the Radio 1 listeners 20 years ago, but ostracised by the rock community for being the band it’s uncool to like.
As with many bands of their ilk, The Darkness have done the sex, drugs and rock n’ roll to the max, and are still here to tell the tale. 20 years down the road, they remain top songwriters, a fully entertaining live band and they’ve gone a long way to prove they are more than just a novelty act.
The power pop induced goodness of recent singles ‘The Longest Kiss’ and ‘I Hate Myself’ prove Justin Hawkins is doing something right and certainly piqued my interest in the run up to the release of their 8th album ‘Dreams On Toast’. The former sounds like Jellyfish jamming with ELO, the latter a 70’s styled glam stomper, they are both excellent earworms up there with the best singles released so far this year.
But what about the rest of the album, pray tell? Well, Justin Hawkins is a man who is always ready to embrace the theatrical side of rock n’ roll; he gets the humour and the utterly ridiculous nature of the more flamboyant avenues of rock’s past. It wouldn’t be The Darkness any other way, right kids? I mean, who would open their album with a dumb-ass pastiche to 80’s metal, filled with cliched lyrics and second-hand Ratt riffs? ‘Rock And Roll Party Cowboy’ is exactly that. A bit of a weird album opener if you ask me, but it is a grower.
But The Darkness ain’t a one-trick pony. The band are mixing it up, and the surprising strengths of ‘Dreams On Toast’ lie in its diversity.
Yes, there’s the generic balls to the wall rock of ‘Mortal Dread’ and ‘Walking On Fire’, both punchy as fuck and full of heavy, AC/DC riffage. Yet, at the other end of the spectrum we have a countrified ode to male bottom burps whilst shagging, cunningly titled ‘Hot On My Tail’, and the folk inspired ‘Cold Hearted Woman’. Both emit feelings of sentiment, but Justin’s clever tongue-in-cheek lyricism remind you not to get too sentimental.
Elsewhere, the piano-led ‘Don’t Need Sunshine’ closes side 1 and channels those classic Queen meets ELO vibes with a soulful melody and sweet, multilayered vocals. It’s 70s rock balladry at its finest.
Side 2 sees another curveball in the shape of ‘The Battle For Gadget Land’. Here, the band deliver indie style stabbing guitars and urgent beats before a breakdown with a camp, spoken word section that takes us into Tim Curry/Danny Elfman territory.
Things get even weirder on closer ‘Weekend In Rome’, a song that aims to conjure cinematic soundscapes but falls short of the mark.
If you dig falsetto vocals, twin guitar harmonies, tongue in cheek lyricism and general bad-assery, go buy a Steel Panther album! Failing that, give the new Darkness long player a go, it has all that and more. A diverse album that is all over the place, but it sort of works. At just over 30 minutes long, it never outstays its welcome and begs to be played again and again.
Is it the best album of the year? No. Is it the funniest album of the year? Possibly. Is it the funniest and best Darkness album for years? Definitely.
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