Taken from their new album ‘Beer Baby’, to be released March 7th via LEGLESS, Gaga Music and Bachelor Records (UK).

They’re back after a four-year hiatus, with their fourth studio album and a UK tour confirmed for March and April. Drunk Mums formed in 2011 and were a huge influence on The Chats and Amyl and the Sniffers etc, so it’s a timely return and time to reclaim their crown as Australia’s rowdiest, dumb-fun party garage band.

Filmed and edited by WILD ROSE PICTURES in the streets of Melbourne, this video is a hot mess. A wild ride featuring E Scooters, a pit stop at the bottle shop, cheeky park session, New Guernica and a ride in a stretch limo that screams, “We made it… sort of.”

So, if you’re ready to witness the chaotic masterpiece that is “LIVIN AT NIGHT,” buckle up and join Drunk Mums on a journey through the absurdity of their latest party anthem. Let’s face it, we all need a bit of Drunk Mums-induced mayhem in our lives. Cheers to chaos!

Catch Drunk Mums live at the following dates in the UK:

March 29 Bristol, The Lanes

March 30 London, The Trinity

March 31 Bantham, Outside

April 1 Manchester, Big Hands April 2 Brighton, TBA


From The Home of Razzle this four-piece play bullshit-free punk rock n roll and infuse into that remit the soul of The Cramps and a bunch of Psychobilly mixed with the grunt of a lifetime devoted to loud guitars and punk rock.  It’s not rocket science and they’re not reinventing the wheel here but they do understand that it’s important to have a good time being creative and I do enjoy some Dr. Feelgood harmonica honking as well and Mad Daddy throw in a fair bit of that here. ‘Just You Wait And See’ is a lovely slice of boogie-woogie pub rock just like Wilcos old muckas used to throw down.


Ten tracks are what’s on offer and there’s plenty of energy to boot ‘Ride With Me’ has got guts and a heap of wheel spins going on.  The guitars are honkin’ like a hog on heat and the harp is quality.  In a tight club with writhing sweaty bodies, these tunes would be an absolute blast.  Take the twelve-bar romp of ‘Pretty Lady’ and the nice tone of ‘I’m Bored’.


The bass gets in on some grunt work as ‘Hey Elvis’ descents into a brawl of volume between the rhythm section and that lead guitar. Elvis!, Elvis! I think I’ve got tinnitus and these cats ain’t slowing down as ‘Real Bad Day’ is on the march whilst ‘Let’s Get Messed Up’ is something of a Wildhearts meets The Ramones vs the Cramps and Feelgood dust-up and that’s an impressive fight to the death.


With no time for a slowie or token ballad, the nearest you are going to get is the mid-paced Garage thump of ‘Outta The Way’.  As far as new bands go this is a very decent introduction. There are some great ideas and songs going on here tied in with some great harmonica playing that compliments some crunching guitar work.  Mad Daddies have given this debut album some right proper wellie and its good to hear.  Check em out!

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Author: Dom Daley

Imagine if Zeke had a female at the front? Acid Blood from Sweden are that band.  Ferocious slabs of hardcore punk rock that’s uncompromising and right up in your grill with a stiff middle finger in your face.  ‘Dagger Eyes’ be fucked This band means business.’ Bleeding Out’, ‘Louder Than Death’ ‘Acid Blood’ I’m sure you get where they’re coming from.  It’s like they’ve taken The Cavemen and turned the dial-up or rather ripped it out and pissed on it. Acid Blood is the band and the album title and it would seem the opening track so don’t forget folks ‘Acid Blood’!  Beer, Nudity, Blood, Loud Guitars, frantic drums, vocals that have been mangled by gargling broken glass and barbed wire and dreamt that one day they can make a racket that marries Venom with Motorhead with Zeke With a pint of paint stripper and you’re almost there just toss in The Plasmatics on supercharge and you are on your way.

Acid Blood isn’t for the faint hearted its fast and furious punk rock as ‘Bullseye’ rips into a brutal ‘Bleeding Out’ and fuck you too. Gotta love their attitude and the fact they don’t sound like they are about to release an acoustic album or cover up for the censors. It might not be original in any shape or form but I love it. ‘Don’t You Die’ is good advice. Imagine seeing these go out on tour with The Good The Bad The Zugly and Clowns now that would be a devastating triple threat with guest appearances from the Dwarves for good measure.

They also get their rock on for ‘Wasted’ the album ebbs and flows from thrashing furiously (‘Harvest Day’) to… oh hang on its more a tsunami than an ebb and flow as the wall of guitars washes over you. Jojo Anderbygd is barking the orders from the microphone and I love it when they slow things down (just a smidgeon) like the Dead Kennedys like ‘Kill Screen’ – of course it doesn’t last before breaking out its what Acid Blood does. The closing marathon (ok so four minutes is long for these cats) of ‘Wartime’ has the feel and attitude of prime time Iggy and The Stooges absolutely stinking with attitude and the best song on offer here.

Fourteen songs – a shade under forty minutes – loose – reckless but very very tasty.  Get some Acid Blood in your life its a fuckin’ Blast!


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Author: Dom Daley

Based on the notion that there is not enough true rock ‘n’ roll in the sprawling capital of Berlin (if anyone wants to prove them wrong, then contact us), Bella Wreck are a garage sensation doing their best to correct that unforgivable wrong. With this reissue of their 2014 self-titled debut album, they are giving us another chance to indulge in this raucous sensation, and with a few new tracks to boot.

Bella Wreck aren’t afraid to pin their colours to the mast and leave no doubt as to what inspirations are driving this party. The album builds on the classic garage rock ‘n’ roll sounds, mixing a bit of Radio Birdman with a bit of Nomads and finding time for New York Dolls along the way – listen to ‘Untold Fury’ and ‘Trash’ and you could be right back there with Thunders et al. They give it their own shine though and it’s fair to say that this album is fantastically enigmatic.

The high level of song writing is on display from the first moment with opener ‘Can’t You See’, and happily it doesn’t stop there. The album is littered with fantastic hooks and catchy choruses, and energy abounds, whether it’s the intensity of ‘Vienna’ or the cool of ‘Fear Me’. Songs such as ‘1000 Years’ and ‘Fun’ have a confident swagger, whereas ‘Run’ and ‘Fight’ change up the mood a bit with pop hooks and superb melodies.

This self-titled record is worthy of a reissue and, hopefully, a much bigger audience. Simply put, if you like garage rock and punk, you will love this.


Author: Craggy Collyde