And you can pre-order the album: Here

Last month, Fantazmaz announced their debut self-titled album, due for release on July 4th via their own Ghetto Bitch Records, with a thirty-second blast of fury called ‘Dead On The Way Home’. This month, they follow it up with a track that doubles the run time to just over a minute, for the rampant and unbridled power of the new single ‘Distortion’. 

Originally written right after the pandemic lockdowns as a primal scream of anger, the title reflects the distortion of the reality we’re living in, it’s musical power cut with an explosive, dark waltz rhythm. *1, 2, 3* – *1, 2, 3* 

Formed in 2019 by Thami and guitarist Raf Oliver, Fantazmaz found their raw, unrelenting sound with the addition of bassist Chokito and former U.K. Subs drummer Jamie Oliver. Blending blistering punk energy with a fearless stage presence, they’ve quickly built a reputation for their no-holds-barred performances.

Now based in the U.K., Fantazmaz are gearing up for a wild summer, hitting Rebellion Festival and a string of European shows before heading back to their homeland of Brazil for a run of explosive gigs. With their debut album on the horizon and a relentless tour schedule ahead, Fantazmaz are poised to make their mark in a very big way.

“The album is angry and frustrated, pretty much because we don’t see a future,” explains Thami. “Chances are slim that we’re getting out of this global mess, and honestly, we don’t care much about explaining why. It’s right there for everyone to see. That’s the sentiment — listen to the album.

“We recorded the whole thing in two days at Monolith Studio. It was straightforward and honest — first day for drums, second day for guitars, bass, and vocals. The songs had been written for a while, and we just thought, why the hell not drop a full album? So, we went in and laid it down, raw and real. This is our first full album, and we’re bloody excited for it to finally come out.”

A short, sharp shock to the system, the album is crammed full of anger and energy, ranging from the 80s hardcore attack of ‘Scars Of Downtown’ (“about the loneliness of living in a metropolis like London, seen from a darker perspective,”) to the Dead Kennedys/Jello Biafra inspired ‘Corporate Behave’ (“dedicated to everyone sticking it to the capitalist rulebook,”). But Fantazmaz are no one-trick punk rock pony, the album is brimming with unique and fresh ideas. Album closer ‘Just Before Hell Comes Around’ bristles with dark hip hop beats, whilst ‘Are You Enjoying The Peaceful Skies?’ is fuelled by a decadent/bastard bossa nova, inspired by Chico Buarque’s epic song ‘Construção’. 

And best of all, this is just the beginning. 2025 is going to be a very busy year for Fantazmaz. Hold on tight.  

Catch Fantazmaz live at the following dates:

  • 01/06/2025 London, Underworld w/ Ratos de porão 
  • 13/06/2025 London, Signature brewery w/ Mullet monster mafia 
  • 04/07/2025 London, Helgi’s album launch 
  • 01/08/2025 Hamburg, Molotov after party WTJT w/Zeke 
  • 02/08/2025 Munster, TBA
  • 03/08/2025 Nuneaton
  • 09/08/2025 Rebellion festival 
  • 15/08/2025 London, Hope & Anchor (headline show) 
  • 19/09/25 Netherlands, Punk rock ruined my life festival

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CONFLICT RELEASE FIRST NEW ALBUM IN OVER TWO DECADESORDER THE ALBUM ON CD, VINYL AND LIMITED EDITION BOXSET HERE:

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Returning with their first new album in over two decades, notorious anarcho punk legends Conflict are back and firing on all cylinders with their highly anticipated new album ‘This Much Remains’, released this Friday via Mortarhate/Cadiz Music.

Featuring sixteen brand new Conflict creations, the album sees the band keeping one eye on their eventful past, and the other firmly on moving forward, both musically and politically. Animal Liberation are still at the forefront of Conflict’s collective minds, giving a voice to the voiceless on songs such as ‘A Mother’s Milk’ and ‘Shut The Fuck Up’, whilst their anger at world governments will never dissipate. “It’s the same old system and the same old song, forty years later and they’ve still got it wrong,” bellows Colin, still with complete conviction on ‘The Collusion Exclusion’. This anger, alongside themes of personal loss, environmental issues and those ‘profit over people’ billionaires like Bezos, Musk and Trump, find Conflict at their most inspired and invigorated.

‘This Much Remains’ also features an appearance by the late Benjamin Zephaniah on new single ‘Cut The Crap’. Benjamin’s relationship with Conflict goes right back to the infamous Brixton Academy gig in 1987 where he performed with the band and it’s right that his voice is found here, with additional lyrics by recent addition to the band line-up, dual vocalist Fiona Friel (formally of Coventry punks Dragster).

“Benjamin is a legend, and I really felt a weight of responsibility when writing the adjoining lyrics to this song,” admits Fiona. “I had some of his books, so I went to peruse through them and started with ‘Windrush Child’ as I felt the subject matter would tie in well.  Immediately I saw the line “I am history” and that’s all I needed. I put the book straight down and wrote and wrote and wrote. So much so, once in the studio I had to cut over half of what I had written. I hope I’ve done him proud.”

You can watch the ‘Cut The Crap’ video featuring Benjamin Zephaniah HERE:

‘This Much Remains’ is the sound of a band that continues to surprise and progress, decades after it first begun.

“Musically we wanted it to evolve from the last records but still have elements of that classic Conflict angry sound that thousands of people fell in love with,” summarises guitarist Gav King. “This album will not disappoint the diehard supporters and should garner a new wave of activists.”

“Conflict are stronger than ever,” adds Colin Jerwood. “and more relevant than ever.”

This much remains. We are one. To be continued?  You better believe it.

See Conflict live at the following dates in 2025:

03/05 THE UNDERGROUND, BRADFORD UK

16/05 LOST LANE, DUBLIN IE

17/05 THE DEER’S HEAD, BELFAST NI

05/06 BUMS, BARROW-IN-FURNESS UK

06/06 AUDIO, GLASGOW UK

07/06 LA BELLE ANGELE, EDINBURGH UK

08/06 STAR & GARTER, MANCHESTER UK

17-19/07 POD PAROU FESTIVAL CZ

25/07 DLB FESTIVAL, FERRARA IT

26/07 REFUSE FESTIVAL, PEINE DE

09/08 REBELLION, BLACKPOOL UK

29/08 ENCORE, SUNDBYBERG SE

30/08 DALFESTIVALEN, DALSJÖFORS, SE

31/08 LOPPEN, COPENHAGEN DK

09/10 THE ANVIL, BOURNEMOUTH UK

10/10 THE CASTLE & FALCON, BIRMINGHAM UK

11/10 THE FACEBAR, READING UK

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Now and again, YouTube brings a new band to your attention that is actually to your taste and has some excellent tunes. And that’s how I first heard Moons Of Saturn. A Swedish 3-piece of a certain age (like myself and Uncle Dom), yes, they are old enough to know better, but thankfully, they decided that rock n roll keeps you young.

Their debut album is chock full of classic riffs, from the opening crunch of ‘Never Get Invited’ onwards. ‘Biding My Time’ is garage rock with a touch of early Alice Cooper Band, soaked in wah-wah, that I keep coming back to. ‘She Doesn’t Call Me’ wouldn’t shame The Damned, and throughout there are some Brian James style licks; the solos are never overdone, sharp and stylish. The riff is what counts. ‘I Don’t Mind’ is another belter under 3 minutes long. “In, out, put the kettle on”, as Monkfish used to say.

‘Money And Submission’ is like a lost Godfathers song, if it doesn’t get you moving, consult your local pharmacist. Steeped in fine influences, Moons Of Saturn make it sound fresh thanks to their enthusiasm and way with a hook-line. ‘Give Me Some More’ is like the best Hellacopters riff, while I prefer Hakan’s voice; it has more of a garage rock edge to it.

‘Black Velvet Roses’ was the first song of theirs that I heard, and it still sounds great. Simple, effective and wildly catchy. ‘Donny And Marie’ is poppier, in a Ramones way, and ‘One By One’ hits you over the head before ‘Can You Believe It’ comes flying out, another hip shaker. ‘I Got No Time’ has another stabbing riff, reminiscent of Kris Dollimore, and we end with ‘The Road’, a perfectly distorted guitar tone, with added organ. You are unlikely to hear a better garage rock album this year, so check out their Facebook page for details and treat your ears to some righteous vinyl.

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Author: Martin Chamarette

Imagine a balmy bank holiday weekend on the sand in one of Europe’s most beautiful beaches sweeping out into the Atlantic and waiting for Supergrass to emerge as the sun sets behind the stage for only the second show on the band’s triumphant homage return to live action, celebrating the Britpop bohemoth that is ‘I Should Coco’ and true to their word the band amble on stage to kick things off with a loose run through said album as ‘I’d Like To Know’ sets the tempo and the large crowd gathered are well up for some rambunctious rock n roll.

The years are peeled away and I’m taken back to shows from their glorious beginnings and nights kicking out the jams in Newport Centre and universities leaping round like a salmon as ‘Caught By The Fuzz’ unfolds coincidentally as a group of his majesty finest amble through the crowd as the air is filled with wafts of super skunk bloody poetry in motion right there and a scene not lost on Gaz I should’t imagine.

The crowd sing along as expected to ‘Alright’, but it’s over as quickly as it began, but after the final restraints of ‘Late In The Day’ it’s a quick dust down of some of their other hits from susaquent records ‘Sun Hits The Sky’, followed by ‘Moving’ before we get all sweaty with ‘Richard iii’ and they leave us with a sing-a-long of ‘Pumping Up Your Stereo’ and they’re out of here. That was a fantastic reminder to just how good a band Supergrass are, they have some mighty fine songs and a clutch of great albums in their arsenal if you should be inclined to catch a show on their jaunt around the UK later this month then on this performance alone, I suggest you make the effort. Tunes on the Bay was a fantastic example of how to do a small festival well, and I look forward to next year’s showing. Will I be there? I should bloody well coco.

Author: Dom Daley

Nearly 2 years to the day since suffering a spinal stroke that paralysed him from the waist down, NY singer/songwriter Jesse Malin returns to the stage in London for 2 benefit shows at Islington Assembly Hall to help raise funds for his recovery and medical care. A Jesse Malin live show is something fans and friends hoped and prayed would happen again, and with the help of his band and a handful of special guests, the dream of returning to live music has become a reality.

Last night’s sold-out show was by all accounts a blast, and tonight we expect more of the same, albeit a different set list and special guests.

Great cheers ring out across the packed expanse of this beautiful, old school music hall as the curtains draw back to reveal the full band, seated ‘MTV Unplugged’ style. They break straight into a 1-2-3 from the oft-forgotten ‘New York Before The War’ opus. ‘I Would Do It For You’ may be a slow burner of an opener, but the following upbeat earworms of ‘Oh Sheena’ and ‘Addicted’ quickly show us this is not to be a laid-back, acoustic show by any means.

Sat centre stage, our man Jesse looks cool as ever, dressed all in black, shades covering his eyes, his trademark cloth cap perched sideways over his mop of curly locks. Although this is a full band electric show, it is clearly a different dynamic to any Malin show any of us have seen before. Jesse Malin is a very animated and energetic performer, yet the fact that he is confined to a chair does not take away anything from the performance tonight. His band are tight, the sound is crystal clear, and the vocals are spot on.

We head back in time with ‘Downliner’ before a rousing rendition of The Pogues ‘If I Should Fall From Grace’ rocks the house. The one thing I’ve always loved about Jesse Malin shows and the thing that keeps bringing me back is his storytelling and his engagement with his audience, and tonight is no different. We get tales of past loves, his first teenage attempts at paying for sex, stories of growing up in the streets of New York, his musical travels and recording experiences. Also, the ongoing journey of his recovery. One such tale about recording With Lucinda Williams leads into the emotive ‘Room 13’ which is just as joyous as the recorded version, then and a killer ‘Turn Up The Mains’ has the power and cool delivery of the recent ‘Silver Patron Saints’ version.

At this point in the show, a full-size microphone stand is placed in front of our man, and with both hands clutching it for support and with every effort in his body, he stands for the first time of the evening to a rapturous applause. This is what it’s all about: a goosebumps moment we all share. The band then break into ‘The Way We Used To Roll, and with growing confidence, Jesse performs standing for the next few songs before needing a breather.

What follows is a set that covers his whole career as a solo artist. Highlights are plentiful and memorable. ‘State Of The Art’ and ‘Black Haired Girl’ do it for me, then there’s oldies but goodies like ‘Brooklyn’ and the killer ‘All The Way From Moscow’. Jesse cuts a dramatic figure standing, draped over a mic stand that gives an ethereal Layne Staley vibe, but there is no heartache or mournfulness in tonight’s show, only hope and positivity. An extended and jammed out ‘Meet Me At The End Of The World’ transports us to 70’s New York, it is a set closer of sorts before the special guest slots. Billy Bragg joins the stage for the mellow but hard-hitting protest song ‘Ameri’ka’, before a rousing cover of The Clash hit ‘Rudy Can’t Fail’ that gets the whole room singing.

Then, just like the poster says, we are treated to Peter & Jamie Perrett of The Only Ones for a rocking rendition of their classic ‘Another Girl, Another Planet’. Now, that is a treat to behold; no one does it better. The band closes the night with the upbeat and countrified goodness that is ‘You Know It’s Dark When Atheists Start To Prey’. And as Jesse leaves the stage with the aid of a walker, I get the feeling it won’t be as long until he returns to these shores.

Jesse Malin has preached PMA (positive mental attitude) his whole career, and we will never quite understand how much he has needed that for himself these past 2 years. But tonight’s show was a true example of triumph over adversity, an artist who has given his all every night of his career, fighting for all he is worth to reclaim his life again. And judging by the response tonight and the fact that both shows were sold out, I think Jesse can be proud of his accomplishment and take comfort in the support he has from his fanbase.

We may only be 5 months into the year, but I can safely say that was hands down the best, and the most emotional show I’ll see this year. It’s a pleasure to have him back.

Author: Ben Hughes

Where do I start? Jesse Malin, after the couple of years, he’s had he needs a generous dose of the old PMA. As I hurriedly board my train for London Town, I’m looking forward immensely to what might unfold later in Islington Assembly Hall. It’s been a long time coming, and a spectacle I thought I wasn’t ever going to be seeing again if I’m honest.

After suffering a spinal stroke, the long road to recovery and adapting to life after such a traumatic event meant Jesse headed to Argentina for rehab. With a determination to return to the stage to perform, it’s been a long road and no doubt an often dark and hard one. Finally, the evening had arrived, and Jesse Malin and his band of Brothers were about to take the stage for the return to live Rock n Roll.

The moment the sold out audience cheered when the stage curtains were drawn, the expectation and anticipated celebration was one I rarely get at a rock and roll show but this somehow seemed different, the atmosphere was one of triumph and with all the challenges that life has thrown Jesses way his determination over adversity was felt in the packed room. So many people willing only good things for Jesse was amazing and the moment the house lights dropped and the Stones filled the PA as the curtain slowly began to open couldn’t come quickly enough. Jesse and his magnificent band began playing, it was like a football crowd where against the odds the underdog was winning and doing it in style, socking it to the man. ‘Memory Motel’ faded away, a beautiful ‘I Would Do It For You’ filled the Assembly Hall air as the audience sang and held onto every word It felt quite emotional, and time stood still. Jesse had won, and that goal to be back on stage had been fulfilled.

By the time the band hit ‘Oh Sheena’ it was like he’d never been away, and the fact they were all seated seemed immaterial. It was awesome to hear Jesse speak again and still have that spark that made him such a unique performer ‘Brooklyn’ sounded beautiful before a ragmuffin good time romp through ‘If I Should Fall From Grace With God’ and a funny story about performing with Shane who also was in a wheelchair that night made sense and the roar of joy when Jesse rose to his feet for ‘Turn Up The Mains’ was like the winner just being scored in a cup final.

As the set unfolded the audience loosened up and the band sounded like they were midway through a 12 month tour with no nights off ‘She Don’t Love Me Now’, ‘State Of The Art’ pierced through the balmy night air before his own tribute to the late great and fellow New Yorker we lost recently, the one and only  David Johansen ‘Heart Of Gold’ was a welcome tribute as was the excellent rendition of ‘Sway’. As we motored through the set from all corners of the Malin catalogue it was time to bring some friends up on stage with Jim Jones being welcomed up for a fiery rendition of ‘Russian Roulette’ and a tip of the hat to recently departed Brian James then we were treated to the one and only Chaz Harper from the mighty UK Subs as the band paid tribute with a ‘Party In Paris’ or was it now entitled Party In Islington (nah doesn’t have the same ring to it) it was great to see Charlie up there though.

Next was Ginger and Ben from The Wildhearts for a technically challenged ‘In The Modern World’, oh and a wander across the stage from Ginger’s dog, which many found amusing.  We needed time to catch our breath and what better than ‘Greener Pastures’ before a haunting ‘You Know Its Dark When Athiests Start To Pray’ and we were almost done with enough time for just one more as Jesse rose to his feet to deliver a wonderful finale of ‘Rudie Can’t Fail’ and we were done. The band and Jesse received an immense ovation from the capacity crowd who I think would have happily stayed all night and done it again for those lucky enough to be doing it all again the night after with more special guests we’ll bring you that review from Ben but until the next time Jesse Malin is bossing it and not letting his condition define him and he’s winning at life and doing exactly what makes him happiest and by the looks of it the audience is with him all the way after an emotional and thrilling performance it’s good to have Jesse Malin dishing out the PMA again, and with global happiness in short supply this was one of those special shows that don’t happen very often but when they do you never want them to end. So welcome back man, we’ve missed you. Until next time, take care and keep up the PMA – you got this! Jesse Fuckin Malin!

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Author: Dom Daley

Right here’s the deal, Kirk Brandon has revisited Spear Of Destiny albums before with very favourable results, so why not continue that trend with a couple more and retitle them ‘Janus’ and re-record them with choice B Sides and left off the originals. What 2025 delivers is a modern sounding bells and whistles full bodied audio assault on plenty of Staple Spear Of Destiny classics and if you’d never heard of the band and their music with ‘Janus’ as your only reference you’d be fuckin delighted with a sonic modern sounding all killer no filler double album. To be fair, the lineup helps when they’re this bloody good, as well as adding their feel and take on these tracks.

There you go in a nutshell, if you are new to Brandon and his music, then work your way backwards with this bastard. Cast your mind back to the late 80s and ‘Outland’ in 87 followed by ‘The Price You Pay’ in 88 throw the running list in the air and start again in 2025, sure the songs have stood the test of time well and aged like affine wine as has Brandons vocals to be fair. The Distinctive style is intact, but a mature well well-rounded delivery is harnessed, and the sound of the band and production is excellent, and whilst a project of this nature could potentially fall flat, this most certainly doesn’t.

Two years in the making Brandon has alluded to the reasons why and why now. He went on to explain now was the time to deliver what he’d originally imagined the records to sound like and hes justifiably proud of how the project has turned out and so he sould be.

Not being a stranger to revisiting old music, this one has some proper bangers given a facelift and the sound is full blooded and much richer, take ‘Soldier Soldier’ for example, which has had the missing last verse put back in but to be fair hearing these songs like this for the first time in a long time has been a real pleasure.

Also, the CD version includes 6 bonus tracks. So raise a glass to Kirk and a special mention for Steve Allen Jones, Phil Martini, Craig Adams and Adrian Portas, and Clive Osborne deserve credit for their part in bringing these songs back to life. Quite simply, buy it!

A 28 date UK tour will commence on Wednesday 28th April 2025 and conclude on Sunday 1st June 2025 to support the release, including the now infamous Westworld Weekend in Wolverhampton UK, Kirk Brandon’s fan club weekender now in it’s 21st year!

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Author: Dom Daley

Love, Hope & Strength

Michael Leslie Peters Rest In Peace. The news broke today, and it was news I didn’t want to read.

I’ve seen hundreds of bands, but there is only one I’ve seen hundreds of times, literally hundreds, and that’s The Alarm and Mike Peters (people think I’m weird when I say I’ve seen his sing 68 Guns about 250 times maybe more but I don’t find it weird in the slightest). It’s been a well-documented battle with the big C, and he fought it until his dying breath. Sadly, the 30-year battle is over, following his diagnosis of lymphoma in 1995, and later having chronic lymphocytic leukaemia twice. Peters passed away on April 28th 2025.

I’ve been lucky enough to have met him on many occasions and laughed more times than I can remember at his shows, and considering his precarious health, he never let it get in his way or slow him down, trading his condition blow for blow. There were times after treatment when his voice was shot, but he played on delivering incredible, memorable performances I’m proud to have attended. At the young age of 66, he leaves behind his Wife, Jules, who has always been at his side and his two sons, Dylan and Evan. His story is not finished; he will always live on through his music and fans, who are amongst the most dedicated I’ve ever come across.

Rest easy, my friend and his family should be proud of his life and all the changes for good he’s had on so many people through his charitable work and his music, bringing love, hope and strength to so many. As he sang, the 68 Guns will never die. They’ll go marching on and on, no doubt about it.

Peters fought long and hard and shouldn’t be defined by his illness but by his talent and unwavering love of the life he had. he always seemed so positive, even when it was obvious times were tough on him and those in his family, but he fought long and hard. My head’s a bit in the shed at the moment, and I’m conscious of rambling on, but his impact has been immense, and it needed to be marked, and to say I’m gutted would be an understatement. My wife and I never missed a Gathering and travelled far and wide for shows and as the lyrics say, I bought the books, the records and the politics. Releasing some of the best music, Peters leaves an immense legacy and an incredible charity that deserves every bit of credit it gets far and wide. A real Rock n Roll hero whose race is sadly run now rest easy, Michael Leslie Peters, until we meet again, Love, Hope and Strength to you all. Dioch.

My thoughts are with his immediate family, who now have to carry on and find strength in each other and find some sort of comfort in the fact he was loved by many people around the globe and whose lives he touched with his art and campaigning. Don’t be sad for his passing but be happy that we’ve all had the pleasure of his company and music and will continue to carry those memories forward.

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Forever the guy from the Maxell cassette ad and Bauhaus frontman, the mysterious figure that is Peter Murphy. With a solo output that far outweighs his work with that band, Murphy unleashes ‘ Silver Shade ‘ in 2025 after extensive live shows and recent reissues. It’s been a while since new material has emerged from Murphy, a decade to be precise, and rounding off the symmetry, this is his Tenth solo record and potentially his strongest work to date.

The production by Youth (Killing Joke, The Orb, Paul McCartney)  ‘Silver Shade’ is wrapped in a huge soundscape a panoramic cinematic sound if such a thing exists (if it didn’t it does now)the record opens with the dark, hypnotic, and totally Pete Murphy ‘Swoon’ with its electronic twitching beat and reptative sounds it sets the tone for whats to come.

With eleven tracks, Murphy delivers an epic record that marries his past with his present and no doubt his future with distorted guitars and twitching Rolands everywhere, ‘Hot Roy’ being an abrasive marriage of styles. I do like the undercurrent throb of ‘Sherpa’, and his voice sounds fantastic. There is a Bowie swagger about the title track, which is really appealing, and I do love the crisp antiseptic production; it’s so clinical. Threatening to cut loose but showing restraint. In contrast, ‘The Artroom Wonder’ is almost pop music with lush strings, making the whole epic journey something that draws you in over a simple melodic guitar line.

There is a slight undercurrent to his past abrasive sound, but oh so subtle beneath the twitching synths and pop smooth sheen, but the unique vocals are ever present front and centre, making it an unmistakable record of songs. ‘Xavier New Boy’ is a great example of the lush colliding with the abrasive, but with Flood being in control. ‘Cochita Is Lame’ could almost be something Numan would pen, only to be followed by the riffage of ‘Soothsayer’, a pretty straightforward Rock song complete with wailing licks and “woohoos”.

So what you have is a very flowing record that takes on several moods and textures as you’d expect, recorded beautifully and delivered with pride and style. Goths get the Merlot in and turn off the lights and turn up the speakers.

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The only previous release from the snotty Soda Poppers was the Crimbo single until now that is… Ladies and gentlemen, put on your creepers, tease your hair up, and smudge on some guyliner because the Soda Poppers , Frida The Bleeder, Silent Sonia, Sticky Vikki on the big organ and Johny skullknuckles are here to entertain you all with their brand of sleazy punk rock n fuckin Roll!

Just turn it up, pour yerself a mocktail and let’s dance. Led by Freida The Bleeder, you’re in for a rockin’ time as they literally kick off with ‘Livin Doll’ no not the Cliff classic. This one’s got some stripped-back distorted guitars and a chunk of melody that is only enhanced through some poppers and Thunderbird wine. But wait it bleeds into a suitably sleazy romp through Bowie’s classic ‘Suffragette City’ and they nail it. Was there any doubt? Of course not.

The EP then put their collective creepers through their paces as they pogo through the potty-mouthed ‘Bad Girls Go To Hell’. What a banger this one is with a stinking attitude and some stellar guitar riffage, it’s all killer, zero filler. Catch your breath with a sharp intake because next up is a punked-up take on the classic pop of ‘I Think We’re Alone Now’. It’s pure Betty Blowtorch waving a middle digit in the air and having fun tearing up the pop of yesteryear and hocking a big fat snotty gob on its carcass. Nice.

‘The Only Way Is All The Way’ is a sleazy six-string mid-tempo fist-pumping slice of loud sleazy rock. The nonchalant breakdown is right on the money and time for Johny to show he can slap the four string as well.

Which takes us to the limit of this EP with just enough time for ‘FTW’ with its laid back tempo as the Soda Poppers are through messing about making friends and just torch the EP before heading off into the distance. Another great trip into the twisted Rock n Roll world of Skullknuckles and co, but wait, what’s this, a hidden track? Oh, keep that for the cool kids who pick up a copy of this most excellent EP. Just buy it.

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