Michael O’Neill discovers a fuzz-soaked, breezy slab of noise from the Newcastle band
A gloriously fuzz-soaked riff introduces this breezy slab of noise from The Ilfords, a song first born in the early days of the band which grapples with “unrequited love for a girl a few years above at school; of a femme fatale seen through teenage eyes, dressed in leather, smoking, sitting on the bonnet of a muscle car when she should probably be in lessons like her peers”.
It’s a marvellously abrasive and efficient cut, which declares Queens of The Stone Age and The Hives influences, but interestingly has more in common with the more garage rock side of Pixies and 60s cosmic rock ‘n’ roll. Not a single second is wasted and the vocal performance is brutally raw. Phenomenal.