I've seen a fair bit of talk online about AlterModerns (https://www.facebook.com/altermoderns) (all of it very positive) and I've enjoyed the singles I've heard by them (She's Not Yours, Wednesday, Overdose Of You) so it was a bit of a no brainer that I'd be checking out their new album. I wasn't disappointed.
The band are a duo from Brazil who are now based in Bristol. They play an mix of garage/punk/blues/psychedelic & rock n roll and add a dash of their native Brazilian music to spice things up a little. Vocal duties are shared between drummer Ananda Kuhn and guitarist Glauco Caruso. In a similar way to Just Some Punk Songs' favourites The Courettes, there might only be 2 of them but the energy and enthusiasm displayed produces a big sound.
That big sound is very much offered up on the album. Titled Side Effects Of Reality, the singles sit prettily alongside other highlights which include the song you're getting at the bottom of this write up, Bag, Pieces and The Others. It's available on coloured or black vinyl and digital download from Groovie Records : https://groovierecords.bandcamp.com/album/altermoderns-side-effects-of-reality-lp
This track is called Out In The Street, as well as the studio version I'm also posting a very fine live version. Both are well worth your time...
If you were a pop punk fan in the 90's then it's more than likely you were listening to bands like Screeching Weasel, The Queers, The Lillingtons and Green Day etc. If you were fans of UK pop punk then you also had plenty to go at. There was Chopper, Crocodile God, Travis Cut and Annalise to name just a few but one of the best were a Birmingham based band who specialise in writing skewed pop songs called Skimmer. They feature today...
I'd also recommend their brand new album, All Fired Up. It's their 9th studio album, it's 13 tracks of scuffed up pop gems which starts out in style with the song I'm showcasing today and finishes with another career highlight in the form of Student Girls. All the tracks sandwiched in between are really rather tasty treats too. Some bands who've been around for such a long time either lose the knack of penning catchy tunes or lose the fizz that made them so good. Happily Skimmer don't fall into either category.
You can get the album from Council Pop Records (UK), Waterslide Records (Japan) or Bloated Kat Records (US). The digital download is available as a name your price download here : https://bloatedkatrecords.bandcamp.com/album/all-fired-up
With a chorus to die for, this is Playground Bully...
Thanks to everyone who listened to this week's Just Some Punk Songs show, it seemed to be the most popular show of the year so far with a healthy crowd in the chatroom enjoying pretty much everything I played. One of those songs is getting posted below.
The Remote Controls (https://www.facebook.com/theremotecontrols317) are a new band from Indianapolis who don't seem to go in for any gimmicks or bells & whistles in an attempt to stand out. They just write and play damn good songs. I don't know anything about the band other than it's made up of former members of Up!, Scumbag! (you can check them out here : https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCxwuenOWNb8fRAsmSgBB7SA).
Last month they released a debut, Self Titled album and you really need to give your ears a treat and check it out... https://theremotecontrols.bandcamp.com/
10 songs in 20 minutes with my pick of the bunch being this one (it's a real ear worm that's had me playing it several times in a row). It's about a holiday pub crawl round Edinburgh. It's a gem. It's called Haymarket Drunks...
A gentle, uplifting song today about a woman who was obsessed with a charming psychopath.
Based in Manchester, Midland Railway are Nick Lote (vocals, guitar), Sarah Mac Fhearadhaigh Blemings (bass, vocals), Terry Yow (drums), Dan Newbery (guitar), Kate-mia White (guitar) and Robert Hayton (guitar, vocals). They play a form of nerdy folk-punk, influenced by the likes of Weezer, Bright Eyes and The Smiths. Despite them having formed in 2004, I'd not come across them before until I heard their new single. It's not your standard punk rant (it's more Television Personalities than Sex Pistols) but it's still very enjoyable.
One of the reasons I may not have been familiar with the band is that for much of the time since their conception they seem to have been split up. They've shown intermittent signs of life since first separating in 2008 but it now looks like they're in rude health with an album being planned.
Theodore Robert Bundy was an American serial killer who kidnapped, raped, and murdered numerous young women and girls during the 1970s and possibly earlier. After more than a decade of denials, he confessed to 30 murders he committed in seven states between 1974 and 1978. The titular woman in this song is in love with him. You can stream the song here : https://linktr.ee/Midlandrailway?fbclid=IwAR0mt8tPldf5ygbxiQjiELKJylsdwnaz26qMsEWxcouzEC9_Iu4wd9z6rfs
That track features on the new album and it's just one of many highlights on a debut ep which melds together outrage and humour to great effect. The band (Sean the Bastard Vocals/Theremin/Kazoo, Mark Guitar, Booker Bass & Ma Tu Drums/Vocals/Djembe/Tin Whistle) opine on subjects such as Bono, conspiracy theorists, zombies, pissheads and shit stirrers. It's all done with great gusto and you can get it on vinyl or digital download from Outtaspace Records https://outtaspace.bigcartel.com/product/the-owen-guns-dawn-of-the-braindead-12-lp-outtaspace or Bandcamp : https://theowenguns.bandcamp.com/album/dawn-of-the-braindead
Titled If Meaning, their latest offering fairly barrels along in an energetically pleasing alt rock/post-punk kinda way. This is the kind of band that I find myself wishing would come on the radio during the day when I'm at work and Alexa is tuned into Radio X. Alas that station seems to think daytime listeners only like shite like Sam Fender and Blossoms mixed with golden oldies. Maybe one day they'll realise the good new stuff is hiding just below the surface. You can find it here : https://thepleasuredome.bandcamp.com/track/if-meaning
Pöls are a diy punk band from Barcelona who impressed at the tail end of 2020 with a debut album titled Agrieta el asfalto. They return today with the title track from their sophomore lp instinto.
They play a kind of mid tempo melodic punk that will remind many of you of my favourite Spanish band, Accidente. The lyrics are in their native tongue but that doesn't matter, the songs are so catchy you can't help being drawn in. The album's up for pre order on limited version white vinyl with black/green splatter (shipping at the end of this month) from Discos Enfermos https://discosenfermospunk.bandcamp.com/album/de-105-p-ls-instinto-lp but if you want to avail yourselves of the name your price download go here : https://pols.bandcamp.com/album/instinto
As I said, this is the title track, it's called Instinto...
Construimos esas inmensas torres,
fortalezas de metal!
Equipamos nuestros corazones,
convirtiéndolos en máquinas que nunca se cansaran!
Y negando nuestra naturaleza,
sucumbiendo al control!
Persiguiendo la imposible meta,
agotado nuestro instinto intercambiado por confort.
¿Y esque no ves, que no tiene sentido querer ser,
un ente supremo entre paredes de carne y piel,
que no encontraras placer separándote, de lo que te motiva ser?
Y bloqueamos nuestros sentimientos,
tecnodiseño emocional!
Encerradas en nuestro propio mundo,
hacemos juicios de valor que nos impiden avanzar!
Y paralizadxs por el miedo,
al día de tu final!
Eres incapaz de darte cuenta
que todo lo que necesitas va contigo allá donde vas!
Que todo lo que necesitas va contigo allá donde vas!
¿Y esque no ves, que no tiene sentido querer ser,
un ente supremo entre paredes de carne y piel,
que no encontraras placer separándote, de lo que te motiva ser?
(We build those huge towers, metal fortresses! We equip our hearts, turning them into machines that will never tire! And denying our nature, succumbing to control! Chasing the impossible goal, exhausted our instinct exchanged for comfort. And is it that you don't see, that it doesn't make sense to want to be, a supreme entity between walls of flesh and skin, that you won't find pleasure separating yourself from what motivates you to be? And we block our feelings, emotional technodesign! Locked in our own world, we make value judgments that prevent us from moving forward! And paralyzed by fear, the day of your end! You are unable to realize that everything you need goes with you wherever you go! That everything you need goes with you wherever you go! And is it that you don't see, that it doesn't make sense to want to be)
Back in April 2021 I featured a song by South London trio Play Dead called Skint (https://justsomepunksongs.blogspot.com/2021/04/play-dead-skint.html) and mentioned how it was a problem most of us can sympathise with. They return today with a new track in which yet again they're tackling real life issues. This time around it's one of those miserable days when you're hanging out in the park with your mates, the weather is wank, you've had nothing to eat and you've run out of booze. Happily, on this occasion you're not totally skint (too skint for food but you can stretch to a few tinnies!) and you can pop back to the off licence for a restock.
Play Dead have a happy knack of writing fresh sounding punk ear worms. They're young lads sharing their experiences and I hope they're around for a long time. They've a new ep on the way, it'll be titled Mug Cake and it'll be out in October via Blitzcat Records (https://blitzcatrecords.com/). To promote it, they'll be touring round England in November.
This is the 2nd single from the ep, the first was the equally infectious Barbershop, and you can find both here : https://weareplaydead.bandcamp.com/
MVLL CRIMES are a band I've seen pop up in a few places recently and after giving a listen to their latest ep I thought I'd share a track on here. They're a quartet, Jill Clair (Vocals/Lyrics), Patrick Briggs (Guitar), Laurie McColeman (Bass) & Evan Martin (Drums), from London, Ontario, who appear to have been around for a couple of years or so. They've released 3 eps thus far; Roadside Attractions, Bootlicker's Delight and the new one, You Embvrrvss Me.
The Bandcamp tags for You Embvrrvss Me include words such as Amyl, art, hardcore, defund the police, Idles and post-punk. I don't particularly think any of those tags on their own give you much idea of what to expect but maybe they coalesce to paint a picture. Topics explored are internet feuds, people who defend the police, masturbation, food, Limp Bizkit & does money = happiness.
I don't usually use live videos to highlight the song of the day but I'll make an exception today as this is a great performance and a clear sound that isn't a million miles away from what you get on the ep. Recorded in the Sugar Shack Studios in London, Ontario, it's about wasting your time going to war with people online. It's called Arguing With Strvngers...
Mixing 80's hardcore with flourishes of classic rock, they describe themselves as being akin to "Kiss playing Poison Idea, with a healthy amount of Japanese hardcore and even some British hardcore thrown in." As I mentioned above, they're pretty brutal BUT (and this is important) they incorporate enough melody and tunes into their ferocious noise to make it palatable to ears as delicate as mine (I'm not a massive fan of hardcore that eschews melody in favour of all out assault but these guys get the mix pretty much spot on).
Well once again Mick asks and I have to answer the call. There's been SO much great music coming out lately and most of the other reviewers have beaten me to the punch on getting out a solid writeup. But I think I got this one!
These guys have been on my radar since 2018's "Sing Every Day" EP and there's just no denying their ability to write songs that will earworm into your head like that annoying woodpecker outside your window. I know the idea of a gimmick band can pigeon-hole you (pun intended) but personally I LOVE birds. I live on an island with TWO bird sanctuaries and get to watch some of these beautiful creatures on a daily basis.
BUT - how is the music? Well it's next level Ramonescore with the standard Weasel/TBR influences but these guys are already on that level. Songs like "Mother Nature Really Sucks", "Pre-Suburban Paradise" and the video I'm posting "Just Like Me" spotlight a band already at the top of their game. I said it on my own site - this IS my pick for Pop Punk album of the year. Good luck getting these songs to leave the nest that is your brain!
A big thank you today to Prostitutes frontman Kevin McGovern for recommending the new album by Brest (France) quintet Syndrome 81. Kevin featured on here earlier this month when I posted a track from his latest band, The Trouble Seekers' debut album https://thetroubleseekers.bandcamp.com/album/the-trouble-seekers
It’s amazing how just sheer power and a few choice notes can turn an ordinary song into a brutal symphony. That’s exactly what Syndrome 81 (https://www.facebook.com/syndrome81) does on their most recent LP Prisons Imaginaires. A neurotic Molotov cocktail of classic Oi! generously laced with the spidery sting of early 1980s UK post-punk. The spirited sounds of punk’s past have been modernized and the impact is intense. https://syndrome81.bandcamp.com/album/prisons-imaginaires
A few weeks ago I was really in the mood to hear some new music. I was burned out and nothing I had sounded good. It’s easy to feel that way when you’ve listened to your collection 10,000 times over. I’m a tough customer. When I’m on the prowl, I need something that will sucker punch my senses. I heard the band’s name mentioned various times in music discussion groups when someone was seeking out new bands to take a chance on. So I thought I’d give them a shot.
Their LP immediately caught my attention in a way that most new punk doesn’t. The production is enormous, very clear, and very confident. It sucks you into a new dimension. The band’s playing is feverishly focused and tight. The power chords burn bright and the literate guitar leads dictate the mood. The haunting notes and echoey atmosphere create a new context for classic punk rock aggression. Vocal lines are shouted but then sung with intense melodic prowess. The combination of all these eclectic elements places you in the center of their unique universe. Syndrome 81 is definitely leaving their mark on the world.
Check out the first track on the album, “Vivre Et Mouri”. It’s a great representation of what this band is capable of...
Toujours en détresse
Toujours la même poisse
Toujours les mêmes rues dédale sans issue
Toujours dans l’ivresse
Toujours les mêmes nuits
Toujours les mêmes rêves noyés dans la tise
Vivre et mourir, vivre et mourir
Vivre et mourir dans cette putain de France
Vivre et mourir, vivre et mourir
Vivre et mourir dans cette putain de France
Toujours en échec
Toujours la même merde
Toujours les mêmes cordes enserrant nos cous
Toujours prisonniers
Toujours les mêmes chaînes
Toujours les mêmes maîtres qui nous tiennent en laisse
En laisse, en laisse pour le restant de nos vies
Vivre et mourir, vivre et mourir
Vivre et mourir dans cette putain de France
Vivre et mourir, vivre et mourir
Vivre et mourir dans cette putain de France
Vivre et mourir, vivre et mourir
Vivre et mourir, vivre et mourir
Vivre et mourir dans cette putain de France
"I used to lie awake at night thinking whatever happened to you..."
When I wrote about SNAYX on here yesterday I mentioned that they were the type of fresh new band that's helping keep the punk genre healthy. There are plenty of older generation outfits still doing the same. One features today.
They'd recorded an album for Polydor but it wasn't released until 2010 when New York label Sing Sing Records unearthed the tapes and put it out on vinyl under the title Strange Obsessions. This led to original members Aidan Murtagh and David McMaster reforming the band and they're still going strong.
Their new album is called Wicked Ways and it's like they've never been away. It's a dozen 3 minute(ish) pop punk gems by a band that have always been compared to fellow countrymen The Undertones and who probably always will be. With a current line up of Aidan Murtagh (vocals/guitar), Norman Boyd (guitar/backing vocals), John Rossi (bass/backing vocals) & Gordie Walker (drums) they've perfected the knack of blending together pop punk and power pop. The album's available on vinyl and digital download : https://protexbelfast.bandcamp.com/album/wicked-ways
Proving they've still got it, this is You Can Still Thrill Me...
When I played the new single by SNAYX (https://www.facebook.com/SNAYX) on this week's Just Some Punk Songs show I mentioned to the listeners who were in the chatroom that they reminded me of Slaves. Another comparison that was thrown back at me was Kid Kapichi. I'm not going to argue with that. All 3 are examples of exciting, young bands that take the essence of golden era punk rock and add their own spin. They're the type of bands that'll keep the genre healthy. Punk's dead? Fuck you!
Pronounced Snakes, they're a Brighton based duo, Charlie Herridge (vocals/guitar) and Ollie Horner (bass/backing vocals) that are creating somewhat of a buzz. They've already attracted the attention of Radio 1 and their upward trajectory will only continue with the release of the aforementioned new single.
Available from Spotify, iTunes etc (https://lnk.to/work-snayx), It's about having to join the rat race in order to pay the bills despite being totally unmotivated. It's an energetic 2 and a half minute fuck you to bosses and miderers everywhere. It's called work...
Oi,
I said Oi, I get that feeling inside that I’m never enough,
Teacher’s always on my back and it’s always so tough,
Work, work, work, work,
Just so I can get a job,
Get a house,
Get debt,
And then never pay it off,
I stand up, I sit down, I get told to shut up,
I stand up, I sit down, I get told to shut up,
I stand up, I sit down, I get told to shut up,
I stand up, I sit down, I get told to shut up,
Tell my boss it’s a no, I’m not doing that shift,
I’m sleeping all day and then waking up at 6
Do this, Do that,
I’m not working like a dog,
For the minimum wage and the satisfaction,
When the stress kicks in,
I hardly ever sleep,
I haven’t felt creative even once this week,
I haven’t got the courage and I haven’t got the guts,
But I’d rather be dead than let the debt pile up,
I stand up, I sit down, I get told to shut up,
I stand up, I sit down, I get told to shut up,
I stand up, I sit down, I get told to shut up,
I stand up, I stand up, I stand up, I stand up,
I stand up, I sit down, I get told to shut up,
I stand up, I sit down, I get told to shut up,
I stand up, I stand up, I stand up, I stand up,
I stand up, I sit down, I get told to shut up,
No, no, no, Mr. Herridge,
I’m afraid you’ve maxed your overdraft,
And there’s nothing the bank can do,
You what,
I said there’s nothing the bank can do Mr. Herridge,
I beg your pardon,
I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to leave,
Leave,
I stand up, I sit down, I get told to shut up,
I stand up, I sit down, I get told to shut up,
I stand up, I sit down, I get told to shut up,
I stand up, I stand up, I stand up, I stand up,
I stand up, I sit down, I get told to shut up,
I stand up, I sit down, I get told to shut up,
I stand up, I stand up, I stand up, I stand up,
I stand up, I sit down, I tell them to F*ck Off,
So lazy,
I’m lazy,
I’m so lazy,
Chum Lord are a new rawk and roll outfit from Kent, Ohio who's line up is Stoney Toney (Guitar), Ryan Dunce (Bass) & Cold Cole Collins (Drums). I assume one of them is the vocalist! I also know pretty much nothing about them other than they have an Instagram page https://www.instagram.com/chumlord_band/ and that they introduced themselves in March by way of a debut 6 song Demo.
If I say it's sloppy, old school punk rock by a band of delinquents who don't give a fuck I mean it as praise. There's songs about self loathing, Chuck Norris fighting the Vietnamese and a travelling man who you might be best off avoiding. It's a solid listen from a promising band.
This track is probably my favourite, it's called I'm Terrible At This...
You got me up
On a Sunday night thinking of you
Talking to me
I don’t think you know what you do
I'm such a loser I know it doesn’t mean a thing to you
I’m such a loser I know it doesn’t mean a thing to you
You got a boyfriend and he’s a lot cooler than me
You got a boyfriend And he plays much better than me
I just go on and on and on In my head
Tossing and turning Baby I’m sweating bullets thinking in my bed
I don’t know what you want
You want from me
You just want nothing but baby nothing ain’t never free
Is it just me or are Reading post-punk quartet Who Killed Nancy Johnson? (https://www.facebook.com/WhoKilledNancyJohnson) (https://www.wknancyj.com/about) somewhat under appreciated? They've featured on here on numerous occasions and every time they release new music, it never fails to impress. But I honestly believe they don't get the widespread acclaim they merit. Sure, those that do write about the band are fulsome in their praise but they deserve to find a wider audience.
Lining up with Mark Wren (drums), Pete Moulton (guitar), Sarah Moulton (bass) & Stefan Ball (vocals), they're a band that combine powerful, atmospheric music with well thought out lyrics that if I'm honest I don't always understand but which make me think. Case in point is their new single which I think is excellent but I've no idea what it's about. It's like being back at school studying English Literature and you've a book open in front of you with a page of prose which you know is very good indeed but you haven't yet worked out the meaning. You keep going back to it looking for clues that will fill in the puzzle. This is punk music with a little more depth than might on occasion be associated with the genre.
The single is designed to tide us over until the release of the band's new album. Officially available on September 23rd, it's on Bandcamp early as a free download : https://wknancyj.bandcamp.com/track/petrolhead
Feel free to decipher the full meaning for me, I'm just getting flashes of light glinting through the darkness. I'm not even sure if it's literal or allegorical. To me it seems to be a collision of past and present? Maybe it's telling us even being a member of the ruling classes won't stop you feeling the oncoming heat?
I'm just sure it's worthy of sharing with you. This is Petrolhead...
An ordinary start: a guard on the gate calls Says people are coming to talk to him He hides the gold plate in a drawer, discreetly Rehearsing another angle 90 degrees from reality Not touching the basic fact Spinning up a fantasy From bogus research done to distract
They made him stop - he backs away for days
Now a smell of petrol in the hall Unstop a plastic can from Exxon out of Mobil What Texaco has done cannot be undone All of the south is burning Charred hands coming to spread the love Set flame to the lords above Hammer home what the world’s become Tear down the winners so nobody won
Nobody won
Overturn the sideboard Smash the trophy cabinet into matchwood Rip the files into pieces And spread the paper over the carpet Make a pile of the wood and cloth The expensive suits and handmade guitars Tear the paintings off the wall they’re also oil oil oil
And one final cigarette The rattle of a matchbox They’re walking backwards out the door Pouring petrol on the floor
"This country’s fucked and it’s us picking up the pieces, yet again it's us picking up the pieces."
It's not very often that a song that runs for 5 and a half minutes gets onto the playlist for the Just Some Punk Songs show (unless it's a quiet week for new releases which this week certainly isn't) as I try to squeeze as many bands on as possible. The song I'm posting on here today is a worthy exception. It deserves a place, it needs as much exposure as possible (so come listen to the show and feel free to share this glowing recommendation : https://www.facebook.com/events/1195320701033544/).
The Bandcamp link promises us "an emotionally volatile and heart-wrenching collection of cutting edge punk that pushes genre boundaries whilst traversing extremely challenging political subject matter with aplomb and vitriol." On the evidence presented by debut single False Apologies (“‘False Apologies’ was a way to deal with my anger about the atrocities committed by the Catholic church against the young women and children of Ireland, specifically the mother and baby homes. Sadly not their only crimes, it made me sick that the government and church not only allowed this to happen but have actively tried to erase it from history. That in my mind is a step too far.”) and the follow up, Death To The Landlord, we're going to be getting an album by an exciting new artist that matches the likes of Bob Vylan and Benefits for raw passion and authenticity.
I'm certain this isn't the last we'll hear of Meryl Streek.
This song is pretty self explanatory. It's "aimed at every single corrupt piece of shit working for the government here in Ireland." The anger seeps from every groove on the record. The accompanying video stars Irish Father Ted comedian Joe Rooney and Molly Vulpyne From Dublin punk duo Vulpynes. The song's called Death To The Landlord...
You’ve lied so much your teeth have become rotten
Yellow and stained from all the Shite you’ve been talking
And it’s left to us to pick up the pieces with smiles on our faces.
Say no to wanker landlords running the country
Say no to paying someone else's mortgage your whole life
Say no to living in a tent and being happy with it
Say no to having to pay yourself into debt to keep on top of your mental health and
stability, just say no.
Say no to being told lies your whole existence
Say no to gentrification
Say fuck off to five days a week listening to some prick telling ya how to lift a box
Say no to being hardworking and getting stuck your whole life to a wife beating legend
Say no to Tayto and yes to King
Say no to bus drivers who can't pretend to love their Jobs for two minutes
And if it was up to me...
I’d have your head on a fucking plate
And this song goes out to any two-faced prick politician making money off a mother and
two kids for a bedsit.
Your day is gonna come! I’ll be here to remind you! You’ve fucked us.
And I’m supposed to be quiet?
Proven to have a head like Emma O’Doherty with no brain cells to rub together.
Just like her you’ve gone and proved yourself once again this country’s fucked
and it’s us picking up the pieces, yet again it's us picking up the pieces.
The Dail Eireann bar hopping every day because you clowns can’t fucking figure out
what to do.
I get panic attacks daily because of your fuck ups and I’m supposed to
smile?
Fuck you and take this song with yas.
I’ve opened enough fortune cookies to know my wish aint coming through.
Death to the Landlord! Good Riddance to yas!
Usually on Just Some Punk Songs I prefer to post new (or nearly new) releases in the hope I'll introduce you to something you may not have heard yet. Today's song though has been around for a couple of years but I'm sure it'll be new to many of you. As for those lucky enough to be familiar with it (and with the album it's taken from) I'm sure you won't mind covering old ground.
The Medicine Dolls (https://www.facebook.com/themedicinedolls) are a post-punk, garage rock trio from Cape Town, South Africa. The line up of the band is Greg Allan (vocals/guitar), Bex Nicholas (Arabella) (bass) & I'm not sure who the new drummer is as Kai Von Fritschen has recently left to move to Amsterdam. They formed in 2016 and in 2020 released a debut album titled Filth And Wisdom. The reason I'm featuring a song from that album today is because it's finally getting a vinyl release from Johannesburg label Mongrel Records. Another reason is that I was asleep when the album originally came out and I didn't give it the exposure it deserves.
So what does the album sound like? In a word, great! Comparisons are aplenty on the Bandcamp page; Velvet Underground, Cramps, The Doors, The 5.6.7.8’s & The Birthday Party all getting a mention. It's a sleazy concoction of the coolest genres. Punk, garage, surf, glam and rockabilly all feature in what's a very inventive and highly enjoyable treat. You can gorge yourselves here : https://mongrelrecords1.bandcamp.com/album/filth-and-wisdom
This track should see you stomping on your local dancefloor in your tightest leather outfit and your sharpest stilettoed boots. It's called Danger! Danger! Disco!
Ooh La La
She took a piss on the tracks, the train was late Danger, danger disco She gave one last fuck at a quarter to eight Danger! Danger! Disco!
Goodness gracious me, I caught a lesson Danger, danger disco! I wanted to die from second-guessing Danger! Danger! Disco!
She said ""Hey baby let's get fucked up"" Danger, danger disco With a kick to the teeth, she filled my cup Danger! Danger! Disco!
And I said I never met a girl like you before Danger, danger disco She wants blood and she wants some more Danger! Danger! Disco!
If you read the introduction to her on the Bandcamp page you'll learn that Sally Pepper (https://www.facebook.com/SallyPepperMusic) is a singer-songwriter based in Blackpool who plays a unique brand of acoustic punk and who has both a big voice and a knack for finding the catchiest of hooks.
Which is good to know as until this week I'd not had the pleasure of hearing her music. That unfortunate situation changed when I came across the new ep, Factually Correct, which was released by Manchester label Horn & Hoof Records at the start of August. It's an ep that will see me checking out earlier material, but first...
A few things hit you immediately. Sally has a great voice, it stands out from the crowd. It draws you in, you might not know her but it's like listening to a friend. She also actually does have the promised knack for finding catchy hooks and thirdly (as you'll see below when I post today's song), she's a very talented lyricist.
We're served up 3 acoustic songs plus full band versions of a couple of those songs. Which are better? The acoustic or big full band versions? To be honest, I'm undecided. Both are highly enjoyable and bring something to the table. You can get the ep on cd and digital download : https://sallypeppermusic.bandcamp.com/album/factually-correct
All 3 songs are very impressive, all would grace this section of the write up but the one I've decided to highlight is about liars and hate mongers on the internet. It's called Clickbait...
Oh you read it on the Internet,
So it's got to be factually correct.
But the only thing to cause offence is your lack of fucking common sense.
All the national papers printed it,
So it's definitely legitimate.
But you can't even trust the government,
Just take a look at who is running it.
Don't believe the lies you're told,
Don't believe all the stories you're sold.
Cos that headline sensation is just a creation they made.
To keep spreading the hate, to keep you in your place.
You're not racist 'cos you've got a friend who's black,
But you think it's safest if we just send them back.
And you don't hate the gays, but why's there no straight pride parade?
And you're not sexist but they won't rest until there are no real men left,
And trans rights leave you so perplexed even though they have zero effect on you.
Don't believe the lies you're told,
Don't believe all the stories you're sold.
Cos that headline sensation is just a creation they made.
To keep spreading the hate, they feed you on clickbait.
Don't believe the lies they tell,
You've got mouths to feed, they only care about themselves.
Don't believe the lies you're told,
Don't believe all the stories you're sold.
Cos that headline sensation is just a creation they made.
To keep spreading the hate, they feed you on clickbait.
Don't believe the lies you're told,
Don't believe all the stories you're sold.
Cos that headline sensation is just a creation,
The claims that they're making are pure fabrication,
Their one motivation is to divide the nation, it's true,
And keep spreading the hate by feeding you clickbait.
