The thrilling debut album from this intense New York City trio makes their city feel alive once again
The Fat Of The Band
[B]Brian Molko[/B] has a lot to answer for. From blokes sporting nail varnish to the endless stream of more brazen [B]Placebo[/B]-alikes...
Initial indications are that new Deceptive signings The Junket have too been touched by the hand of Molko. There's the label link (Deceptive was also once home to Placebo), the angular edginess of all seven tracks here and the buzzing, fuzzing guitars that viciously puncture songs like opener 'Punk Micky'.
But, thankfully, the Kettering trio have far more ideas, individuality and talent of their own to offer. This debut mini-album is a nasty, blistering shock of acerbic punk-pop, rougher and more confident than anything Placebo have offered, with singer Rick Flynn snarling and growling his way through massive spiky choruses. On 'The Engine Man' this bears a startling and somewhat unfortunate resemblance to a punked-up Spacehog, but elsewhere it's a bitter, bristling concoction of Idlewild and The Pecadiloes.
With their prickly, scrambled guitars and Rick's violent, wailing vocals, though, 'Sentimental' and 'You're The Same' sound like a cat-fight between Scarfo and Mansun, while the brittle harmonies and sharp sentiments of 'Everybody's Got It Wrong' have a gentler bite.
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