Labels: Slasher
Review by: Alex Deller
Sounding like some bull-necked motherfuckers with an axe to grind, Fucked Up pound out their title track as though it were a ferocious call to arms, using a couple of chords to provide the best reason to bash your fucking head into the wall since I don’t quite know what. Seriously the kind of tune I can crank up high and lose my mind to, stomping ten shades of shit out of anything crossing my path. Not that this means much in my tip of a bedroom “” some tatty trainers, empty coffee cups and a bunch of boxes full of crappy records, mainly “” but hey, if music can make me feel tough it has to be doing something right. The two tracks on the flip are both speedier efforts and rock like crazy bastards, providing icing on the cake for another corking release out of the big TO.