Within approximately four and a half minutes of taking to the stage, The Hives’ frontman Howlin’ Pelle Almqvist has air-kicked harder than Sporty Spice, strutted and pouted more than Mick Jagger, and engaged the Roundhouse crowd in more...
And to think, we were almost about to pick Benga from the steaming pile of SoundCloud turds in front of us to write about. How could we?! Especially when The Hives are in there too, pretending to be Iggy Pop from the early ’80s, around about the...
What better way could there possibly be for The Hives to end their four-and-a-half year absence than with a song called ‘Come On!’ that hurtles along at a million miles an hour, lasts one minute, eight seconds and features just the title...
Death, taxes, The Hives. You’ve got to hand it to Fagersta’s five favourite sons: their stubborn resistance to change, an AC/DC-esque determination to make the same record again and again, has placed them on the pedestal of life’s...
Five years have passed since they released their last album, but Sweden’s cartoon garage-rockers are still as joyously daft as we remember them, and there’s also more than a whiff of ELO’s 1979 track ‘Don’t Bring Me Down’ to their...
