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The perfect antidote to waking up with sludge tongued Stella ache and Russell Bland bleating revolution from every orifice. They're like an updated version of his stuff using current language in a very street wise naturalistic way - which isn't everyone's cup of tea, but is very honest. Fully expecting it to contain the latest forgettable rehash of crappy Mod nostalgia, with some lazy political observations thrown in, I got mildly annoyed.

Brilliant," I thought, "more wannabe 'Mod' twats selling that line about how important it is in working class culture to wear a sharp coat. It is a high octane and unrelenting blitzkrieg, railing against all things banal and vacuous in today’s world. Combined with Andrew Fearn’s sparse and rhythmic basslines / beats, it forms a raw and exciting hypnotic cocktail. Hard not to like the whole album as it is a stinging wake up and listen slap, that makes a change from pseudo tough nut bands. Formed 2 years ago out of the ashes of Leeds garage rockers The Bacchae, the band were seduced by the brutal and hypnotic lure of the riff, to emerge translucent skinned and bleary eyed from their cocoon as the ferocious kick-ass heavy rock outfit that is Black Moth.fronting up to the BMX-riding estate kids ("Smash yer face, cunt, back into next week"), the possibility of catching chlamydia from using the "only phone on the road". This is probably punk's last gasp before the UK music scene and its chancy small town think-they-ares finally disappear up their collective bumhole.

If you haven’t already felt the movement, Sleaford Mods have been cultivating legions of impassioned fans. In 13+ years of my bouncing off the thick, slimy walls of Fort Norman there's not been an album that's split the office, hatchet-like, into two quite like this grimy fucker of a platter. This lends the record an uncomfortable cubism – a hotchpotch of half-remembered impressions from the night before coming into relief through the hangover's haze: a disorienting miasma of contemporary bullshit.Born out of part frustration and part accident, it quickly found its feet as an aggressive verbal onslaught on all that is contrived and connected to the day-to-day hammer of low paid employment and domestic situations arising from that trap. Songs that the band have honed and crafted in the mighty maelstrom that is the Leeds heavy rock scene, have been rippin' 'em up live not only in Yorkshire but everywhere they've played.

A band just as comfortable sharing the Temples festival bill with the likes of Electric Wizard and Neurosis as they are alongside Nick Cave, Iggy Pop and Deborah Harry on the forthcoming Jeffrey Lee Pierce Sessions album 'Axels And Sockets'. They mix a punk snarl with pepped-up hip-hop beats and socially aware lyrics to make an original, energetic, angry and often witty statement that has become essential. They are aggressive but don't seem to take themselves too seriously, so all the tunes end up sounding extremly catchy, in a weird way.

The society I live is mine" – this record says – "open to my voice and action, or I do not live there at all. Does it matter that this 'album' is actually more like a patchwork quilt of various tunes the Mods have released down the years? You can argue that the one-dimensional approach to the production with the lack of any dynamics after 25 minutes could be the reason for these tracks falling flat, but they are certainly not as catchy and powerful as the earlier tracks. All image and audio content is used by permission of the copyright holders or their agents, and/or according to fair dealing as per the UK Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988. Austerity Dogs is the 6th album by Nottingham duo Sleaford Mods, but it’s the one that got them noticed.

Because some of us are obstinate, stubborn and true to what we believe, regardless of whether it may be palatable to the masses (or even to the talented, active musicians that earn a small crust here in t'Towers). As well as the unparalleled joy of keeping the publication alive, you'll receive benefits including exclusive editorial, podcasts, and specially-commissioned music by some of our favourite artists. They also look to more current acts such as the Melvins, Sleep and Electric Wizard for inspiration, though singer, Harriet Bevan, still maintains a vocal style that evokes the haunting psychedelia of Grace Slick and psych-Satanist, Jinx Dawson from Coven: the woman responsible for the "sign of the horns" in rock'n'roll.It's Chris Morris with a class consciousness, laying bare the surreal tapestry of horrors that face the working class in Britain today. The music is quite basic, a drum machine, a bass guitar and a few frills, with Jason Williamson venting his spleen and getting a few things off his chest over the top. They're also a big part of the burgeoning Leeds heavy rock scene alongside Pulled Apart By Horses, Kong, Hawk Eyes and Gentlemen's Pistols, it looks like it's about to break.

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