Hooligan Crooners - It Goes Like This

 

  A few weeks ago, you may remember I posted a joint interview with Barry from Hooligan Crooners and Jim from B-Leaguers ahead of the release of their split mini album Tales From A Punk Rock Road Trip ( http://justsomepunksongs.blogspot.co.uk/2017/02/interview-with-b-leaguers-and-hooligan.html ). Both bands had previously appeared on here and had already released some great music so there was little doubt the album would be a winner. I possibly wasn't expecting it to be this good though, certainly their best yet. If you haven't yet heard it then you need to  https://hooligancrooners.bandcamp.com/album/tales-from-a-punk-rock-road-trip-split-with-b-leaguers

  Knowing that both bands were releasing new videos I was intending to feature them both together in a joint update but as the Hooligan Crooners video has now been released and we're still a couple of weeks away from the one by B-Leaguers, I'm far too impatient to wait so I'll cover them seperately.

  As I've already featured both bands, I don't need to repeat the info on them, aside from mentioning that they're sharing a bill together at The Mulberry Tavern, Sheffield, on March 31st and The Treaty Of Commerce, Lincoln on 1st April. Hooligan Crooners have a number of other gigs coming up so to check out venues & dates go here https://www.facebook.com/hooligancrooners/

  Keep your eyes peeled for the new B-Leaguers video but in the meantime enjoy this excellent one by Hooligan Crooners. Story telling punk at it's best (think The Boys, Rancid, Social Distortion etc), this is It Goes Like This......

When I was young, it was like this…the taste of wine on the first kiss. 
A Fireman’s Girl with pale-pink lips. Boots and fists and Number Six.
Squeezing every second from the night until its dying breath.
The sun comes up, we’d kiss Goodbye with tales of fires and Gangland deaths

All good things, come to an end.
Goodbye to good things. Ahoy! To new bad friends.

It Goes Like This…
It Goes Like This…

I’m too old to be in love. I’m too drunk to be alone.
I’m too tired to be out late, but there’s a fight waiting back at home.
She says she don’t know how she feels, she says she’s bored and nothing more.
Well that’s enough for me. That’s the end of our little war.

Come all you misfits, big-hearted suckers.
Hawkers, hucksters, peddlars….

It Goes Like This.
It Goes Like This.
It Goes Like This.
It Goes Like This…

Hawkers, hucksters, peddlars, duffers.
Hawkers, hucksters, peddlars, duffers.
Put the pedal to the metal. Push this old skip til she roars.
They’re beating on the windows and they’re tearing at the doors.
Throw the monkey from the hood, like a rag-doll in the rain.
Let’s put some miles between us, until we meet again.

It Goes Like This.
It Goes Like This.
It Goes Like This.
It Goes Like This…