I wrote at the time "The album contains 11 catchy, anthemic singalongs. Gritty vocals stand out nice and clear over instruments that are played with gusto by a band that have clearly honed their skills supporting the likes of Cockney Rejects, SLF, The Exploited etc..." and going of the evidence of their new single, it's a skill that hasn't deserted them.
The Clinch (https://www.facebook.com/theclinchofficial/) are a street punk 5 piece from Melbourne who formed in 2017 and who's music takes it's influences from the best of 80's east London oi!, punk, Aussie rock and traditional union songs. Lining up with Steve Bunce (Vocals), Luke Mathews (Guitar), Andy Lynch (Guitar), Brendan McRae (Bass) and Sam Barker (Drums) they're preparing to release a follow up to acclaimed debut album Our Path Is One. It's going to be titled Basecamp and it'll be available on vinyl and cd on Sunny Bastards (and on cd on OSU! Records in Australia). The digital version will precede it and will be on the usual platforms on 23rd March.
The album contains 11 catchy, anthemic singalongs. Gritty vocals stand out nice and clear over instruments that are played with gusto by a band that have clearly honed their skills supporting the likes of Cockney Rejects, SLF, The Exploited etc... The album was produced by Jason Fuller, who also produced one of last year's best albums : St Anger by Private Function, so you know it's going to sound great. There's a launch for it on 18th April at Bendingo Hotel, Collingwood with support from NZ/Melb heavyweights No Class, Brisbane originals Plan of Attack, local legends Bulldog Spirit, melodic Oi! from The Opposition and up and coming powerhouse The Stripp and you can check out details here : https://www.facebook.com/events/868057103652674/
I'll play an unreleased track on this week's Just Some Punk Songs show (later today and then throughout the week on various global radio stations : https://www.facebook.com/events/829393824223940/ ) but on here today I'm posting the video for the title track. This is Basecamp...
There are red lines in the sand Total sites of state control Rocket fuel for a just cause Disappointment never sees parole A shock through the central nerve Turn down through leaded soul Crawl forward on burning rags Crawl back from a shallow hole And the searchlight hurts my eyes As they open for the first time Cos the light wont save me now Save me from my own And to go back to the start To the start where I was gold Basecamp pointed to the stars Basecamp far from home On the verge of nothing Painted statues unravel, unfold Sealed with a kiss on paper wings Never said I didn’t like the cold No ground from which you came Lets water rise, blackened fault Memory working steel in war Broken down by force recalled And the sunlight hurts my eyes As they open for the first time Cos the light won’t save me now Save me from my own And to go back to the start To the start where I was gold Basecamp pointed to stars Basecamp far from home
