Union Kid : Fort Disney

"We don't really know what we're doing," confess [a]Union Kid[/a] in their press release. Don't worry, chaps, you're doing fine.

Hot foot from Braintree, Essex, which the sleeve helpfully informs us is the 'punk rock capital of the world', come Union Kid, who might not know which decade they're in but certainly have a pretty decent idea of how to piece together a pop record.





The source material might be familiar to anyone who's heard a middle-period Replacements record, but that's not to piss on the immense fire of 'Fort Disney', which is a twisted tribute to The Beach Boys' 'Californian Girls' with extra souped-up guitars and a chorus the size of Weston-Super-Mare. This, for the benefit of young skateboarders everywhere, is what punk rock sounded like before dull-witted Americans stuffed it up to the gills with ska-riffs and horn sections.





"We don't really know what we're doing," confess Union Kid in their press release. Don't worry, chaps, you're doing fine.

Jim Wirth

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