All hail Cymbals with their natty, disco-toned comedown-soother
“It’s the end of the night/You’ve been dancing too much, they’ve got to turn on the lights”. All been here, haven’t we? That weary realisation that all your friends have fucked off and, in the words of Lethal Weapon’s Danny Glover, you’re getting too old for this shit. All hail Cymbals, then, with their natty, disco-toned comedown-soother: the swankiest hangover remedy you’ll ever need.