Gargoyle grunge! Mr Punch pop! Quasimodo rock! Yeah!
The year is 1968 and Dozy, Beaky, Mitch & Ugly are wowing the groovy Carnaby Street dolly-birds with their fab gear brand of cutting edge space rock!
But
then the loveable bunch of beat-crazy scamps are suddenly seized by a freak distortion in the space time continuum and transported to the 21st century. Far out! All the teenagers are wearing space suits and carrying miniature walkie-talkie telephones but they
still dig Music's far out "pop-rock" sound and zany horror masks.
The lads soon adapt to taking their
food in pill form and…oh bollocks. It’s like The Datsuns. Only not sexy. And mildly rubbish.
Steven Wells
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