Palma Violets’ New Track ‘Danger In The Club’ Will Clout You In The Gob

“For me, it sums up the record. Whenever I listen to it I’m always amazed, because it’s complex and there’s so many different things going on. I never thought we’d be able to write a song like that.”

Palma Violets’ Chilli Jesson there, giving his thoughts on the first taste of the Lambeth band’s second album in the new issue of NME (out on Wednesday). If you were expecting ‘Best Of Friends’ v2.0, think again.

‘Danger In The Club’ – which you can hear here from the 53-minute mark – is a far more intricate beast than anything on the group’s 2013 debut ‘180’, without losing any of Palmas’ punch – quite literally. It sounds like it was made with a brawl in a seedy, sticky boozer in mind, ideas punching their way to the fore over its three-and-a-half-minute run time. When guitarist Sam Fryer sings “Where were you when I needed you?/Honey pie, you were a pissed up slapper” it certainly sounds as if he’s sloshed and spoiling for a fight.

To add to the rowdy atmosphere, there’s gang chants of “ooh ah” that sound like rampaging pirates clinking bottles of rum after a successful pillage, while in the middle of the track there’s a sudden outbreak of distant shouting. There’s zipping harmonica and organ keys being thumped full pelt, a repeated mantra of “he’s bad to know” circling on top with the hushed, ominous intensity of a cult ritual.

Then, it all breaks down into relative calm. “We’d go outside, I think it’s stopped raining,” murmurs Sam as the guitars slow, birds chirp in the background and everything winds down to a lilting, gentle close. Danger in the club? Most definitely, but this is one lairy, riled up thing you wouldn’t mind clouting you in the gob.