Two kings of the indie dancefloor unite for a warm, timeless take on 20th century pop and rock
Catatonia : Dead from the waist down
GRRRR! GNASH! GRUNT! PONG! This is a record that cries out, 'WE HAVE BODY ODOUR PROBLEMS AND WE WISH TO SHARE THEM WITH THE WORLD!'
B ODY ODOUR PROBLEMS AND WE WISH TO SHARE THEM WITH THE WORLD!' It's a record which has never worn long trousers, washed its hair, or done it with a real girl. It never misses Meat Loaf in concert and can play all of Dave Lee Roth's solos backwards. It is, quite unapologetically, stinky old hairy-bollocked rawk with matted puke in its beard, and here's why.
Grouch include two members of Midway Still, a bunch
early-'90s Disciples Of Plaid who were essentially Urge Overkill for wankers. And it shows: in the lumbering guitars,
the grating cod-American vocals, in the belief that whining one
through your nose for three minutes constitutes a 'tune'.
Piss off, Grouch, you've got lice and you smell of cheese.
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