With their bigger and better second album, London-based indie/dance band Boxed In have earned their breakout moment
‘Singles 06-07’, 17 snivelling cuts from that period (four from debut ‘Blood Visions’), is a collection which begins with the sound of someone falling through a conservatory roof (‘Night Of Broken Glass’). It’s an introduction to the splattering scene and to the sound of Jay rifling his Flying V through the gullet of the Buzzcocks, The Hives and White Denim at a US psychobilly prom.
This is bloody stuff – murder and, erm, arse-rape are dealt with – with the sleigh bells’n’ sodomy of ‘Hammer I Miss You’ (“And the boys in the alleyway are bending at the knees/Trying to find a lonely thing/Trying to find something to please”) a backward highlight. Yes, it’s dirty work (see the lo-fi DVD included) but under the shards and stains there is melody in every track. Reatard’s motto is fulfilled: no quality control, just quality. A leash, Mr and Mrs Reatard? Darn, a claw-hammer couldn’t pin Jay down.
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