The three-piece thrash punk band Pizzatramp have finally got their acts together and made a new album. No, really they have and it’s the “classic” lineup as well which might suggest they’ve had this recorded for ages but just didn’t get around to releasing it and waited for the right time and their management team had a plan and wanted to push it out at the optimum moment on the crest of a wave…oh wait, Pizzatramps innit bruv. Fuck it, scrap that. Start again…

The trio of ne’er-do-well herberts from just inside the Welsh border have finally got around to releasing their new record but to be fair it’s fucking excellent and not because it’s a weird colour or packaged in their usual most excellent artwork and has a lyric sheet but because they do indeed bang out the finest racket of Thrash punk on the planet let alone their corner of shit island. To be fair they wrote it three years ago, recorded it two years ago, and it’s finally coming out now all the song’s subjects and references are probably obsolete (Thatcher?) Also, it’s safe to assume the trio haven’t found religion either and God botherers might just be picketing outside their gigs from here on in for their blasphemous artwork. Maybe they’ll have to find a hideout in Norway with some kindred black metal spirits for the foreseeable who knows? Anyway.

So have Pizzatramp evolved? Uhm, Nope. Have they branched out? Uhn Nope. sigh of relief all around then. AAA kicks things off in a truly thunderous Pizzatramp way with foul-mouthed lyrics a plenty, Dan’s drumming is a marvel as is Jim spitting out his rhymes like some modern-day poet who never go the beat poet memo or was born in Monmouth so isn’t a rapper either bruv. Sammy fills the huge bass hole left by…um Sammy so people can’t complain about the new lineup not being as good as the old lineup and they’ve changed since Sammy left. I see what they’ve done there. It’s also noteworthy that a band have great lyrics but aren’t massive dicks they also have a social conscience and a moral backbone even if they joke about it and they have nothing but contempt for the Tories, Farage and Thatcher which is always a winner around here.

The title track is a gurgling monster with a Bass line from Hell and on a song entitled ‘The Last Supper’ if only NYHC sounded this good in 2024. ‘Cop Fetish’ is rampant whilst live classic ‘I Do My Own Research’ pokes fun at those morons who simply don’t or join cults like Farages mob or Trump in the States. This album made me want to revisit the M.O.D and Stormtroopers Of Death era metal and my hunch was correct none of them come close to ‘Mr Slam’ #Fact not even municipal waste are this good.

‘I Spotify’ gives a swift kick to the knackers of those who deserve it. ‘You Missed Billy Elliott’ is one of the best endings ever, only Pizzatramp could deliver this. ‘Flagshaggers United’ might just be Jim’s finest three minutes. Absolutely nailed it. We all know em – a bunch of cunts n all. Not satisfied with that have an earful of ‘Skeletons’ n weep, what a time to be alive and have suffered all that shite. Like the Nazis before the second world war these lessons should be thought in schools for generations to come to warn them about that lot and never forget nor forgive I’m with Pizzatramp but wait there’s more to come ‘Bring Back Margaret Thatcher’ is the albums adios amigos we’re out of here and what an absolute nuclear blast of it is. Of course, nobody wants to bring back Thatcher unless it is to drag her around every town and city in the UK on the back of a Chopper tied to a chain. What an album.

Hats off to you gents, it’s all killer and no filler and joking aside this should be the benchmark for others to follow as far as Hardcore Thrash and Punk records go in 2024. Whatever you’re drinking keep on drinking it and raise a glass to the baddest mofos in the pit Pizzatramp fuckin’ Rule! Buy this album! Right proofread what you just typed whilst playing this record for the tenth time in a row…nah fuck it they won’t mind what’s just spilt out of my head will they?

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Author: Dom Daley