NIEUWW HOOFSCHUDDEN
MUSIC
PRESENTS
AKA
Now. Again.
Here. The latest creations of diseased minds. Following on from the
unexpected success of their previous album "Cant Pay Wont
Pay", Boggle and Rootsey present their latest sonatas. The sad
blues. The happy blues. A Jack Bickles and Grantham T slice up. Produced
by the legendary Charitable Status aka all on expenses aka sell a lung
to feed the kids, she of agadoo fame, wot all the fuss woz about is
here, now, in this tenement. Slab.
Solid, no nonsense knockabout vocal techniques, burrowing onwards and
downwards into the heart, into the beast. Mirth makers Rumsey and Baggles
sign full confessions before an expectant house, before catapulting
into - "Viva Hooky Street", the only song to surive from the
notorious "Acid Chicky Tapes", now only available on import
from Polish ska label "Boasta Blood". Dropping the cryptic
one liners of olde, the all new totally unique, no compromise styling
of lead vocalist John Pamsay and backing singer Grunt Beegley, offer
intoxicating blasts. Singing and melody have sneaked in the rotting
gob of Pamsay, while harmony, previously absent from Beegley's whiplash
consciousness, is now firmly screwed to the floor.
Gone now for good the old. No more carping, no more bickering. Happy
to sing the songs that make the old feel young. Were having a
snakebite, were having a pint, were having a snakebite,
a pint and half. Truly there is strength in unity.
Here are the songs we want to teach the world to sing. "Snakebite
Comeback 99 Style", "Price On Application", "Geezer
Remixer", " Evolution Isnt Over Yet (Im calling
my lawyer mix)" "Cracker Anthem - do it da Dennistoun way!"
Imagining the start of something financed, funded and supported has
lead to innovations in both technique and content. From tiny little
acorns of hope seeded deep in the belly of the beast, swollen pink bodies
of yearning desire have sprouted. Leaving behind the rank, stale putrid
corpses of fevered little wannabe pop sensations, all neo bop prawns
lilting at 45 degrees, the sunshine which breaks forth from such rotten
gobs as Rumsaysay und Buggles, astonishes.
With a fresh sound, crudely carved from the young mind of Dan 'The Body'
Wilson via the battered bloodshot mainframe of The Wax Dwarf AKA Dr
F L Panza... AKA - this is an album which promises more than it could
ever imagine to escape from. Sit back, throw away that dead skin and
descend with us in to a time we forgot. Available now for only £5.99!