3 Broken Limbs

This month sees the release of a trio of split assaults from New York based label Broken Limbs Recordings. Each is a raw and imposing echo of the darkest, dirtiest, and destructive traits of humanity and the world it has created emotionally and physically, and all propositions which leave a lingering imprint on the psyche as invasive as the sounds which sonically harangue and ravage the senses.

cover-art-2_RingMasterReviewNew Haven’s SEA OF BONES and New Hampshire’s RAMLORD come together for one of the incursions upon ears, each offering one epic trespass of their uncompromising sound and intent. Sea of Bones strike first with HOPELESSNESS AND DECAY, the trio of bassist/vocalist Gary Amedy, guitarist/vocalist Tom Mucherino, and drummer/vocalist Kevin Wigginton unleashing a cavernous soundscape soaked in predacious intensity from the off. For over ten minutes the trio breed a wall of confrontation as expansive and decayed as it is at times melancholically seductive. The track ambles, at times lumbers, across the senses, spreading its filth clad body and air with sludge fuelled hostility and moments of corrosive ambience leaving ears and emotions numb.

It is engrossing stuff matched in success by Ramlord’s proposal. INCARCERATION OF CLAIRVOYANCE is a mere few seconds shorter and just as enjoyably challenging. With a black metal/crust corrosiveness to their sound, the band explore a more urgent examination of the listener infesting them with their joyless yet at times fiercely infectious savaging with some inescapable hooks to be eagerly snared by. With essences recalling the likes of Discharge and Amebix, the track completes a powerful and gripping proposal.

Another of the three releases sees the coming together of Tennessee’s BLACK TAR PROPHET and from Pennsylvania IRON GAVEL. A seven track instrumental invasion again showing no btpig_RingMasterReviewrespect of the listener’s peace and sanity, the first half of the split is consumed by Black Tar Prophet’s sludge/doom powered incursions into the senses and imagination. Starting with the compelling persistence of MALIGNANT, a track living up to its name, the duo of bassist Greg Swinehart and drummer Erik Dever snarl in their distinct way across a further three incitements. As dark as they are heavy, as primal as they are strangely comforting and understanding to the darkest corners of one’s thoughts, Black Tar Prophet probe and transfix with RUINOUS DECAY and the deeply disturbed ABUSE especially momentous.

Iron Gavel have a less thick climate to their music but one which still crawls over the senses like a venomous predator and seeps into the corner of every emotion like erosive smog. Consisting of Dan Martin and Ryan Advent, the band taps into the psyche with their sonic and rhythmic explorations whether it be through vast and wonderfully nagging crawls like their first track here TEETH/THORN or through the shortest swinging assaults as its successor SHROUD, a concussive tempest of an aural dispute. Completed by the band’s pungent and relentlessly acidulous but refreshing GERM, the split is a match for the previous mentioned threat and at times eclipses it.

guiltcover_RingMasterReviewThe last of the Broken Limbs offerings is GUILT AND HIS REFLECTION, thirteen tracks bringing Texans CARA NEIR and WILDSPEAKER together in a split which sees its concept realised through both bands revolving around cannibalism in a post-apocalyptic scenario. The first seven songs escape the creative potency of Arlington, Texas crust duo vocalist Chris Francis and multi-instrumentalist Garry Brents. Starting with the sonically and vocally raw but melodically seductive HALO OF GREY, Cara Neir proceed to explore not only the psychological depths and impact bred in an apocalyptic environment but those of the listener too as tracks like CLINGING TO MY LAST BIT OF SANITY and THE VIEW THROUGH THIS FOG seem to flirt with ears and imagination as fully as they wonderfully antagonise them with their blend of black metal and post rock infested punk. Each of the band’s songs leave a potent impact with the outstanding almost poppy EGO EATS MAN stealing the pair’s half of the show.

Fort Worth based Wildspeaker brings their blackened crust tempests to the release with just as much creative venting and eagerness. Also featuring their partners in adventure’s Brents, the quintet go for the jugular from the off with the hellacious storm of hell DESECRATION PLAGUE. Led by the savage riffs of Nelson Favela and Zak Pitts as vocalist Natalie Kahan spills her rage, the track is as dirty and visceral as its name suggests with toxicity just as potent and appealing in its successor SINS OF DESPERATION which takes best track honours on the second half of the split. Driven mercilessly by Ricky Rivera’s drums, the track devours the senses but exciting them at the same time. With FIRST TASTE OF FLESH, another big shout for the biggest pinnacle of the release, and HIS REFLECTION especially notable among nothing less than six energy sapping uncompromisingly enjoyable whippings, Wildspeaker complete the third of a trio of splits which abrasively spark and forcibly ignite the senses.

The Sea of Bones/Ramlord Split is available @ http://brokenlimbsrecordings.bandcamp.com/album/sea-of-bones-ramlord-split  Limited to 300 12″ copies: 200 black, and 100 orange vinyl, each with a download card.

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The Black Tar Prophet/Iron Gravel Split is available @ http://brokenlimbsrecordings.bandcamp.com/album/black-tar-prophet-iron-gavel-split Limited to 300 12″ copies: 200 black, and 100 red vinyl, each with a download card and poster.

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The Cara Neir/Wildspeaker Split is available @ http://brokenlimbsrecordings.bandcamp.com/album/guilt-and-his-reflection Limited to 100 white shell cassettes

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Pete RingMaster 22/09/2016

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The Cavemen – Too High To Die/I’d Kill

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It has been a busy year for New Zealanders The Cavemen from just releases alone. April saw the unleashing of their exceptional self-titled debut album followed in June by the just as rousing and wonderfully arrogant two track single Juvenile Delinquent. Now the quartet of vocalist Paul, guitarist Jack, bassist Nick, and drummer Jake Caveman have freed new offering Too High To Die/I’d Kill ahead of yet another album; the single two slices of the band’s distinctive garage bred punk ‘n’ roll which is impossible not to get lustfully off on.

Now UK based, The Cavemen have arguably unearthed their most primal and trashiest sound for their new single; breeding both tracks with the kind of punk rock which has ignited and corrupted rock ‘n’ roll since the days of Gene Vincent and Jerry lee Lewis, through the likes of Hasil Adkins and The Stooges, and on to the likes of The Cramps, Gun Club, and The Ramones and more. Raw and cast in lo-fi manna, the single sizzles on the senses as it infests the body and purges the psyche like a predacious attack of sonic leprosy.

too-high-frontcover-copy_RingMasterReviewToo High To Die rumbles and grumbles from its first sonic lancing of ears, rhythms cantankerously bouncing as deranged vocal urgency colludes with the winy enterprise of the guitar. The whole song is like one giant chorus such its rousing catchiness with the fiery guitar solo additional toxicity to greedily devour.

Companion I’d Kill is just the same, a virulent stomp from first note to last but even more soaked in seventies punk with a touch of bands like The Saints and The Lurkers to it. A belligerent snarl with more contagion to its persuasion than any plague, the track alone but definitely in union with Too High To Die sparks even more impatient anticipation for The Cavemen’s impending second full-length.

Too High To Die / I’d Kill is out now via Dirty Water Records @ http://www.dirtywaterrecords.co.uk/shop/#!/The-Cavemen-Too-High-To-Die-b-w-Id-Kill-download/p/70351208/category=18119001

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Pete RingMaster 23/09/2016

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Nomad Stones – Self Titled

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The press release from Brutal Panda Records for the debut album from US trio Nomad Stones suggests that their “punk-infused blast of rock n’ roll sounds like Dinosaur Jr. meets Black Flag.” It is a description which it is hard to dismiss though throughout the eight-track encounter with the New England band we could not help thinking this is what The Dickies might have sounded like if they had slowed down, got grungy, and embraced the raw rock ‘n’ roll of Johnny Thunders. Numerous times the punk pop mischief of the LA punksters is encroached within the Nomad Stones album but always infused into their bubblegumless and fiercely rousing punk ‘n’ roll.

Formed in 2015, Nomad Stones consists of guitarist/vocalist Adam McGrath (Cave In, Zozobra, Clouds), drummer JR Conners (Cave In, Doomriders, ex-Goatsnake, etc.), and bassist Erik Szyska. With already shows under their belts alongside Mutoid Man, United Nations and numerous others, the threesome has certainly stirred intrigue and attention, and easy to hear why now their first release is spreading its ferocious yet contagious temptation.

Wrapped in the art work of Converge’s Jacob Bannon, the album opens up with Dead Batteries. Firmly punching beats set things off, grumbling riffs soon in tow as McGrath shares his vocal prowess in a virulent stroll mixing the punk of The Damned with the dirtier scent of Dinosaur JR and the dark growl of Misfits. It is a rousing and compelling start, a spirit and appetite sparking beginning reinforced by the following stomp of Dirty Boots and A Friend Named Goo. With swinging rhythms and mischievous hooks entangled in another scuzzy antagonistic snarl of a sound, the song brings seventies punk into the visceral infectiousness of modern punk ‘n’ roll, hitting the sweet spot within seconds and only reinforcing its persuasion as distorted guitar enterprise plays.

mininomadstones_RingMasterReviewDrain Brain comes next bringing a monotone nagging of the senses as riffs groan and shimmer while vocals add their singular but magnetic coaxing. Grungy and again old school punk seeded, the song grumbles and transfixes before The Frugal Yankee strides in and inspires that Dickies reference. Previous songs hinted but the fourth track especially recalls a sterner and heavier take on the Leonard Graves Phillips, Stan Lee, and Chuck Wagon led band, whether by coincidence or just in our ears.

A slower prowl comes with Glory Days next, its slow but eager crawl thick with emotive and rhythmic shadows adding another creative shade to the EP and an intriguing proposition for ears and imagination to embrace. Carrying a bit of Fugazi in its character, the excellent encounter steps aside for a rousing version of the Buddy Holly classic, Heartbeat. Just beefing it up gives the track a fresh lure but Nomad Stones also add fiery melodies and even more aggressive nagging to its riffery to leave ears greedy and pleasure rife.

The rowdy air and intent of In Too Deep ensures satisfaction is full next too, the song without the same spark as its predecessors for personal tastes still only leaving a want for more which closing track, The Sandwich Police provides as again, much like the last song, Nomad Stones venture into the epidemic strains of pop punk united with the threat of Black Flag/Converge scented confrontation.

The track is an outstanding end to an excellent introduction to Nomad Stones. There is buzz rising around the band and we can only add to it as raw and punk infused rock ‘n’ roll does not come much more enjoyable than this.

The Nomad Stones EP is out now via Brutal Panda Records @ http://nomadstones.bandcamp.com/

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Pete RingMaster 02/09/2016

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(hed)p.e. – Forever!

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There is no point beating around the bush, (hed)p.e. uncaged arguably their most eclectic and flavoursome proposition to date with previous album Evolution two years ago and have now eclipsed it with their new trespass of the passions that is Forever!. That last album was in many ways a leap into a creative maturity not yet seen in the band, a growth fully come to its peak with this latest collection of thirteen again adventurous and diverse songs which also reap the qualities which made instinctive fans of people in through their early albums. Quite simply Forever! is the band at its most anthemic and biting best while still pushing their boundaries at the same time.

As soon as opener Live seizes ears there is no escaping that familiar sound and air unique to (hed)p.e., or the instinctive awakening of an eager appetite which as big fans of the band here also means greater demands. Its initial smouldering tempting with skittish beats and the twang of off kilter keys skilfully builds anticipation before it all erupts with chunky riffs and whining grooves as the distinctive tones of Jahred Gomes leap on ears and imagination. It is a rousing slab of (hed)p.e. with imposing rhythms from drummer Jeremiah ‘Trauma’ Stratton courted by the groan of Kurtis’ bass as guitarist Gregzilla casts a sonic web.

The outstanding start continues with Pay Me which in turn is soon chewing the senses with rapacious riffs and menacing beats as scything grooves squeal and group snarls roar. Even more so than its predecessor, the song recalls the antagonistic might and essences to be found in the likes of the band’s self-titled debut and successor Broke but fusing it to striking samples and a fresh swath of sound to create something hungrily new, a quality as rampant within next up Closer. A gorgeous slice of rap metal with a striking weave of melodic suggestiveness to its fierce growl, there is more than a touch of Skindred to it and at times vocally it is easy to wonder if that band’s Benji Webbe is guesting such the great blend of vocal style which only adds to the drama and appeal of another outstanding trespass on ears.

hedpe-forevah_RingMasterReviewThree songs in and the demands for something new again from the band after Evolution is satisfied and fed further as first Hurt swaggers in with its southern tinged grooving and rapacious hooks within what is prime magnetically (hed)p.e. rock ‘n’ roll. Its stirring exploits soon whip up involvement and spirit with anthemic mastery before It’s You growls and serenades with matching prowess as guitars and bass collude in a cantankerous and thrilling trespass as thumping beats descend and vocals attack and entice.

The punk driven Waste unloads its ire and raw energy upon the senses next, the track an exhilarating intrusion bringing more variety to the album and pleasure to the heart while the following JahKnow whips up equal satisfaction with its metal and reggae seeded recipe of confrontation and anthemic arousal. The latter essence also flavours next up One of a Kind, dub twisted vocals and gentle, slightly melancholic keys to the fore before Jahred’s vocals spill emotion and subsequently the band uncages a volatile surge of raw sound and aggression. With ragga elements adding to its contrasting calm and savage roars, the song soon has the imagination enthralled as indeed does the prophetic, cosmic seducing of short instrumental The Higher Crown.

Shadowridge takes control next with its own individual reggae spiced persuasion, a tempting elevated by soothing harmonies and a catchiness which oozes from every note. Every listen unveils another twist and layer to the song, keys growing in poise and suggestion every time to help a slow burner compared to other tracks within Forever! being one of its most vital moments.

As with Evolution, (hed)p.e. collect their mellower reggae toned tracks to the rear of the album and whilst there it felt they warranted being interspersed throughout the release, in Forever! it just works with Together offering  next a captivating stroll sharing warm caresses of brass throughout before making way for the livelier but no less warmly seductive and highly infectious Always.

Bonus track Ganja completes Forever!, the song as virulent as anything on the album with its lo-fi nostalgia aired bewitching bringing the superb release to a fine close. (hed)p.e. continue to impress, excite, and indeed surprise with their records, but with Forever! they have hit their finest moment in a long time, maybe ever.

Forever! is out now through Pavement Entertainment across most online stores with a LTD Edition double album containing 15 track bonus disc Family Fresh featuring appearances by Twiztid, Blaze, The Roc, and Playboy The Beast also available for a limited time.

October/November sees (hed)p.e. as special guests on Alien Ant Farm’s UK-IRE Tour with Sumo Cyco and Kaleido.

Dates…

October

18th – WAKEFIELD – Warehouse 23

19th – EDINBURGH – La Belle Angele

20th – ABERDEEN – Garage

21st – BELFAST – Voodoo Lounge

22nd – DUBLIN

24th – PRESTON – 53 Degrees

25th – BRISTOL – Marble Factory

26th – CHESTER – Live Rooms

27th – LEAMINGTON SPA – Assembly

28th – SOUTHAMPTON – Engine Rooms

30th – WOLVERHAMPTON – Slade Rooms

31st – LONDON – O2 Academy Islington

November

2nd – BARNSTAPLE – Factory

3rd – READING – Sun 89

4th – SOUTHEND – Chinnerys

5th – HULL – The Welly

6th – OXFORD – O2 Academy

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Pete RingMaster 01/09/2016

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Chambers – Disappear

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Labelling themselves as “Sister Doom”, British duo Chambers is one of those propositions it is simply hard to ignore. With a distinctive character and emotive prowess to their sound, certainly that should be the case with new single/video Disappear. Consisting of guitarist/vocalist Aeris Houlihan and drummer Ellie Churchill, Chambers create moodily brooding, grunge toned rock ‘n’ roll which demands attention while igniting the imagination musically and lyrically.

Formed in 2014, Leeds hailing Chambers proceeded to hone their own individual sound with the guitar enterprise of Houlihan and the songwriting imagination of both uniting to create something openly different to most similarly potent duos. With recent shows with the likes of Shopping, Black Honey, Gap Dream, Sister Mantos, The Mirror Trap, and The Black Delta Movement under their belts, Disappear is the fresh evidence of the girls’ success in creating that individual proposition.

Chambers_Cover_Artwork_RingMasterReviewA lone lure of scuzzy guitar tempts ears first, its broadening body and tone soon joined by the infectious rhythmic swings of Churchill. Just as swiftly the expressive tones of Houlihan add to the affair, it all a flirtation of ears as gnarly and raw as it is contagiously seductive. There is a feel of now demised Karn8 to the song, its catchy hooks and dark temptations a similar enticing as too the heavier rock ‘n’ roll which is ventured into at times by the song. Placebo meets Soundgarden like essences also frequent the track but like spices only add to the distinct character of the Chambers invention

Accompanying Disappear is Love Song, a web of stoner/heavy rock grooves and wiry grunge inspired riffs all soaked in punk rock attitude. As instinctively virulent as its companion, the track shows another aspect to the Chambers songwriting and imagination; taking the listener into the darker, dirtier side of their creative adventure.

Both songs leave a lingering impact and powerfully why Chambers is finding a swell of potent recognition building up round them.

Disappear is out now via Warren Records.

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Pete RingMaster 12/08/2016

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Hands Off Gretel – One Eyed Girl

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With a sound that will just as eagerly spit in the face while enticing rock ‘n’ roll instincts, Hands Off Gretel recently unveiled a prime slice of their punk driven, nineties grunge clad rock in the shape of One Eyed Girl. The lead single from the band’s debut album Burn The Beauty Queen, the song bristles with attitude and prowls with creative imagination like the bad blooded, seductive niece of The Distillers and Die So Fluid.

Hands off Gretel art_RingMasterReviewEmerging from the musical partnership between singer/songwriter Lauren Tate and guitarist Sean McAvinue, the South Yorkshire hailing Hands Off Gretel formed in the February of 2015; the current line-up with bassist Joe Scotcher and drummer Sam Hobbins making up the foursome stepping forward earlier this year. With the likes of Brody Dalle and Courtney Love inspiring the creative attitude of Tate, the band swiftly lured attention though firstly their first DIY video for Be Mine and a free downloadable EP. An invitation to play Camden Rocks Festival soon followed as too a slot at Devolution Magazines 10th year Anniversary event. As shows across the Capital alone increased the band’ reputation, Hands Off Gretel have drawn the praise and support of an international fan base including Kate Nash. Ahead of their first album, One Eyed Girl is already setting about stirring the ears and blood of a great many whilst sparking keen anticipation for the upcoming Burn The Beauty Queen.

The single immediately grumbles as the bass of Scotcher offers an earthy growl. It quickly leads into the waiting trap of Tate’s inviting yet confrontational tones and the addictive exploits of McAvinue’s hooks and riffs. With Hobbins’ beats intensively jabbing throughout, the song is soon swinging along spreading ill-tempered seduction. It is easy to pick out Tate’s influences but just as quickly she reveals her own character in voice and delivery whilst McAvinue continues to spin a web of inescapable bait and temptation.

One Eyed Girl stomps through ears as determined to tear up the place as it is to create unbridled fun and arouses the cry “Roll on Burn The Beauty Queen”.

One Eyed Girl is out now.

Upcoming Tour Dates:

6th August – Rebellion Festival Blackpool

7th August – Kaya Festival South Wales

13th August – Krazyhouse Liverpool

3rd Sept – Corporation Sheffield

16th Sept –Album Launch (North) – Barnsley Rock & Blues Club

17th Sept – Album Launch (South) – LONDON (venue tbc)

22nd Sept – Lady Luck Canterbury

30th Sept – Bad Apples Leeds

13th Oct – Trillians Newcastle

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Pete RingMaster 04/08/2016

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Los Chicos – Rockpile of Shit

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There are few rock ‘n’ roll parties as thrilling and irresistible as those provided by Spanish rockers Los Chicos, an experience they offer once again with new album Rockpile of Shit. Offering fourteen tracks which embrace everything from garage to pub rock, punk to funkily soulful shenanigans and plenty more, the release is a feast of boisterously rousing rock ‘n’ roll and a delicious echo of the Madrid quintets’ inimitable live show.

Formed in 2000, Los Chicos have released a quartet of increasing acclaim grabbing albums before Rockpile of Shit, the previous trio of Launching Rockets (2007), We Sound Amazing But We Look Like Shit (2009), and In the Age of Stupidity (2013) released, as the band’s new encounter this time in conjunction with Folc Records, on the always impressing Dirty Water Records. Live the band has ignited stages alongside the likes of Mudhoney, Southern Culture on the Skids, King Khan, The Sonics, Johnny Casino, Soundtrack of our Lives, Redd Kross, Cosmic Psychos, Spencer P Jones, The New Christs, The Young Fresh Fellows, The Meanies, Barrence Whitfield, Hi-Risers, Eddie And The Hot Rods, Roy Loney, and many others and toured across the globe, hitting Australian four times. Now they are ready to set a new stomp in motion across the world with Rockpile of Shit, a one hard to resist slab of fiercely flavoursome rock ‘n’ roll.

Feet and hips are soon as on board with band and album as ears when opener A Kingdom Of Coolness starts things off. Choppy beats and riffs soon tempt as grooves and vocals steer the course of the punk infused encounter. With its seeds seemingly in sixties garage rock and seventies punk, the track carries a great feel of old UK band The Cortinas to it as it emerges an undemanding yet seriously inescapable incitement to body and appetite as virulently infectious as it is commandingly rousing.

The same qualities fuel the following Rockanrolla, its own raw rock qualities making a potent temptation around the inviting tones of vocalist Rafa Suñén. Again the guitars of Gerardo Urchaga and Antonio Urchaga nag and jangle with remorseless enterprise and persuasion, bringing an Eddie And The Hot Rods hue to its boisterous catchiness before the even more virulent charms of I Don’t Wanna Learn Anymore steps forward. The swinging bassline of Guillermo Casanova makes for a powerful lure as the crisp beats of Ral García back up its invitation; they in turn matched in old school revelry by the guitars but with a modern spice which is inimitably Los Chicos.

FDW003_RingMasterReviewThe funky R&B of Older And Better has feet taking to the floor from its first rhythmic beckon, backed perfectly by the sizzling flames of sax which grace the outstanding encounter. With a hint of King Salami and the Cumberland Three to it, the song is mouth-watering devilry laying an early claim to best track on the album but soon rivalled by its Department S spiced title track. It too infests body and soul, bringing each alive and indeed eager vocal participation with its and the bands creative festivity.

Last Day Here offers a fiercer snarl while feasting on a fifties rockabilly inspiration. Equally though, it has a power pop vibrancy which lights up another impossible to escape chorus, voice and hips puppets to its manipulative magnetism. With discord flirting with the guitars and a Devo-esque quaintness emerging, the track epitomises the album; a seemingly simply flavoured proposition soon showing itself bursting with bold adventure and diversity.

The country/cow punk romp of Responsibility Ville hits the spot with ease next whilst More Beer is a melodic jangle sparking thoughts of countrymen The Pulsebeats as it too grips an already greedy appetite for release and sound. The wonderful relentless beats of García, as throughout the album, enslave ears and spirit alone, guitars and vocals playing with its conquest in an array of styles and devilish ways, Miami Beach soon employing its own surf hued punk ‘n’ roll web ensuring there is no respite for the listener’s  body and enjoyment.

Through The Ramones meets The Members like Mommy’s On MDMA and the country punk of Little Man, there is no lessening in bouncing songs and bodies while Night Ride adds its own individual twist on the country rock scent. All three leave a big smile on the face, though each is eclipsed by the scuzzier funk ‘n’ roll of I Know I Don’t Know and finally the hypnotic shuffle of closing track Toga Land. The pair ensures that physical and emotional involvement is at its most eager as the album comes to a mighty conclusion, an event leading only to a hard deny urge to press play and start all over again.

A great many already know of the rock ‘n’ roll majesty spun by Los Chicos, and with Rockpile Of Shit we can be safe in suggesting so will a great many more. This is one party everyone should gate crash.

Rockpile Of Shit is out now via Dirty Water Records/ Folc Records @ http://www.dirtywaterrecords.co.uk/shop/#!/~/category/id=2801529&offset=0&sort=addedTimeDesc and http://folcrecords.tictail.com/product/fdw003-los-chicos-rockpile-of-shit-preventa-disponible-en-mayo

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Pete RingMaster 30/06/2016

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