Live Review: Black Lips/Mika Miko

Live Review: Black Lips/Mika Miko

Rollerskating, rock music and copious quantities of alcohol sound like the sort of hedonistic cocktail that’s guaranteed to produce ill effects. Broken bones, for instance. And with notorious Atlanta riot-rockers Black Lips and LA femme-punks...

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Black Lips

Black Lips

Black Lips are Johnny Cash for the noughties, in that they perfectly define what it is to be a cold-hearted son of a bitch, and ‘Bad Kids’ is their anthem. It’s the sing-song taunt of a scoundrel who can trace the lineage of both sides of...

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Black Lips

Black Lips

Jesus Christ – this really is brilliant. Riding a fantastically shambolic break that is equal parts trip-hop and ‘Bone Machine’-era Tom Waits while boasting a louche vocal so full of snot that all the tissues in the world couldn’t soak it...

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Black Lips: 'Good Bad, Not Evil'

Black Lips: 'Good Bad, Not Evil'

American flower-punks Black Lips are purists when it comes to scuzz, and ‘Good Bad, Not Evil’ is a perfect tapestry of sordid pleasure. These are the kind of scumbags who probably punch each other to sleep over spittoons of moonshine. There...

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Black Lips

Black Lips

Like the long lost stinking tramp brother of ‘Seven Nation Army’ turning up at Jack White’s house begging to spend a few days on the sofa only to soil the carpet, ‘Katrina’ sways, stumbles and bass-belches along with a headful of ’60s...

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Black Lips

Black Lips

Wash away your morality in a tidal wave of bubbling sick and sodden your synapses with a keg of triple malt – Black Lips have arrived. Screw all that clever art-rock nonsense, this may sound like it was phoned in by transatlantic can and string,...

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