Warmduscher at the Windmill

The Windmill

If like me you landed in an other dimension and spent a night in Brixton's The Windmill (again) you would have been witness to the carnage of both bands Good Sad Happy Bad and Warmduscher, as well as being disappointed that the real Lady Gaga wasn't there (and neither was band Goat Girl). Hosting the night were the illustrious Warmduscher celebrating the return of Saul Adamczewski from the the land of the free and the home of the brave, and oh boy do they know how to throw a welcome home party.

Good Sad Happy Bad

Before Warmduscher took the stage, threesome Good Sad Happy bad performed their version of music. Formerly known as Micachu and the Shapes (after lead singer Mica Levi's stage name Micachu), this trio create music that seems to regurgitate a distorted version of the sounds of an angsty teen after a night out, and appear to represent what it is to be good, sad, happy, and bad all at the same time. After composing the soundtrack of major motion picture 'Under the Skin' as Micachu and the Shapes, it seems that their re-branding as Good Sad Happy Bad is the trio's attempt at getting back to basics, and their performance makes this assumption believable. Going back to their make-shift music roots, Good Sad Happy Bad perform as raw as their newest single sounds. In fact they were so back-to-basics that lead sing Mica apologised when something went wrong. Although their music may not be to everyone's taste, and they sound a little like they just rolled out of bed with a hangover, their performance was both amicable and popular and spurred a unified crowd jig and the consumption of a pint.

Warmduscher

Following the trio came the sordid liberators Warmduscher. Welcoming home their beloved band member Saul, the foursome performed a setlist that encouraged the secretion bodily fluids and the throwing of punches. For Warmduscher it would appear that during every performance they manage to catalyse some kind of social butchery, where every moral and social norm is blocked out by the drone of guitar riffs and pounding drums. Wearing a jacket coated in gold, which suggested that guns, bling, and ganja are integral to satisfaction, lead singer Clams Baker and the guys performed classics Uncle Sleepover and The Salamander, as well as new track The Sweet Smell of California, displaying that despite what their name suggests they are anything but wimps. Before finishing the show Clams once again left the mic to the audience during the final song (clearly a signature move), expressing that for Warmduscher the revolution is a collective effort and it all started in the windmill. 

The night was rounded off with a DJ set by 'Lady Gaga', however, if you believed it was the real one you were sadly mistaken. However, giving a four hour set isn't easy so hats off to you DJ Lady Gaga, it's just unfortunate that most were too busy gurinin' to notice. 

Warmduscher X Meatraffle at The Windmill

The Windmill

If you were in the whimsical watering hole that is The Windmill on the 3rd of June you may have found a band who comes with a trumpet and a postpunk attitude, and another who's name needs to be typed into google translate in order to correctly pronounce it. With their roots planted deeply within the dirt of the weird and wonderful, Meatraffle and Warmduscher have come together to create a double-sided single that's so degenerately unorthodox that it deserved a party that embodied that very notion.

If you arrived fashionably late, you may have missed the first three acts of the night: NoFriendz, Fake Fur, and Suitman Jungle. However, that does not mean that you couldn't see them, on the contrary. In fact you were most likely to be moshing next to the singer of NoFriendz, who was unmissable given that he had pegs in his hair, and no doubt you also saw the singer from Fake Fur, as she was later on invited back on stage to give a second display of her lungs (and boy does she have a good pair).

Warmduscher

The first band, out of the pair of headliners, to greet the stage was Warmduscher. The band is made up of trio  Jack Everett and Saul Adamczewski (although he wasn't there on the night) from the Fat White Family, Ben Romans-Hopcraft of Childhood, and Clams Baker. It didn't take long for the mottly crew to prepare their set, nor did it take any time for the crowd to emerge from every crevasse to form an audience just as equipped for mayhem as the band was. With neon lights clouding their vision and anarchy coursing through their veins, it came as no surprise that the crowd became engulfed into the trippy dystopia that is the world Warmduscher.  And whilst it may take a certain kind of person to find solace in the sounds of Warmduscher, what they create is undeniably something special. Why, not just any band can successfully embody the dysfunctions of our morally diseased society and still make digestible music; however this trio can. They say you have to see it to believe it, and The Windmill definitely saw.

Meatraffle

Following Warmduscher were the mutinous Meatraffle, made up of a bunch of uncanny aliases, such as Zsa Zsa Sapien, Tingle Lungfish, and Fats McCourt, and whilst their names may be comical, their message is not and neither is their following. As almost a band in residence, Meatraffle are a beloved name around the South London area. Musically, the band refuse to be categorised, so they sit on the outside able to replicate the collapse of civility and morality as we know it. Their overtly political stand point and music, made for a performance that encouraged riotous behaviour whilst reminding you how important the dentist is. Their setlist was an entrancing amalgamation of sounds copy and pasted straight from their album to the stage. They are a band like no other and put on a show that everyone should see in their life time- APART from the Yuppies of course, you fuckers stay out.

The single launch was nothing less than success: the bands saw, came, conquered, and left everyone drenched in the expulsion of the socialist orgasm that the musicians created.

Buy the single here and reach the same climax from the comfort of your own home: Meatduscher.

Yak at The Joiners

The Joiners

Yak are a trio made of London based nuttahs, from Wolverhampton and New-Zealand, who find solace in dripping with sweat and making others do the same. With talent oozing from their pores, and front man Oliver Burslem's Mick Jagger crica '65 good looks, the band put on a show that leaves crowds with bruises on their knees. Although the trio has only been circulating around the indie rock scene since 2014, their notoriety is formed off the back of their ability to recreate a sound that is reminiscent of a scuzzy garage band from the '60s. The band have only this month released their debut album 'Alas Salvation' and are embarking on a tour which is proving their worth as musicians who aim to bring to crowds what their album title suggests.

The V2's (taken  by Rhona Murphy)

If you were looking for a Friday night full of sweat and beer fuelled civil disobedience than Southampton's The Joiners welcomed you with open arms. Kicking the night off were Bournemouth based boys The V2's. As somewhat local performers at The Joiners, they quickly filled up the floor with fans presumably the same age as quartet of sixth formers (I don't I think I've ever felt so old even when I wasn't holding a beer can). However, age seems to be irrelevant to The V2's, and given their performance history it evidently isn't a hindrance.  Their music is so full of catchy lyrics and fuzzy riffs that it's even caused Mac Demarco's mum to join their fanclub (supposedly). Covered in glitter and wearing coats with fringe The V2's performed a setlist to which the crowd shamelessly moshed to. Watch out 'cause for these southerners the only way is up.

Palm Honey

Following regulars The V2's were Palm Honey, the super psychedelic synthers from reading. This indie foursome greet the crowd with sugary-sweet sounds made up of poppy hooks and chill outed synths. The band's musical style seems to exist in the realms of psychedelia but with a darker twist, given that their lyrics are "super deep". However, it's unfortunate that some of this was lost in their performance given that lead singer Joesph Mumford's voice was distorted so much that it was hard to make out the band name let alone the lyrics, which contrasts their recorded stuff that you can find on the internet. Although in saying this the overall experience of their performance was submerging and indulgent, even if you struggled to sing along.

Yak

Last but not least, given that everyone had paid to see them, were Yak. Although a little late starting, the unruly threesome began their performance with no intention of lulling. From start to finish they performed a setlist that was made to be performed live and the crowd knew it. The push and shove of the crowd began as soon as they did, with Harbour the Feeling, moshing so much that front man Burslem was able to crowd surf within the first five minutes. Dripping with sweat and spitting for days, the band put on such a victorious show that bassist Andy Jones broke a bass string. Lapping up every tune with hungry eyes and hanging off of every hook the crowd were just as relentless as the band. When the trio ended the set with Plastic People followed by Jam, the audience sighed with relief as they realised, alas, Yak brought salvation.

Black Honey at The Joiners

The Joiners

It's hard work making an entire venue wish that they were you, however front woman of Black Honey, Izzy Bee, oozes with so much cool she makes it look as if it's her day job. Yet a kick ass lead singer is not all this fierce band have to offer. Armed with an attitude that could turn you to stone in one second and then melt your heart the next, the band's music is addictive like something sweet but storms into your ears like a lighting strike. For one night, and one night only, this tenacious foursome took over Southampton's The Joiners, however their smell and sound is probably still lingering around the venue after whipping up such a moshing storm.

Fever

The Joiners as a music venue is pretty cool: it's outside is a shell of your average pub yet its insides are made of your typical gig venue organs and is plastered in music posters- past and present. A suitable place for Black Honey's first support act to take the stage, cue the southern quartet Fever, who evidently have some notoriety within the venue anyway! Whilst they only have two songs on SoundCloud, Fever emptied out an handful of tunes that seemingly can't be found on the internet and therefore can only be heard live. Their sound is little more than garage fuzz,  however that's not to say that they are average, on the contrary their songs are hot like fever yet on stage they are as chilled as the cold beer in your hands. What the band lack in stage, and internet, presence they make up for in music, kick starting the cold sweats of evening.

Johnny Lloyd

Following the South Coast's answer to grunge, Fever, comes a south London soloist Johnny Lloyd (solo despite the fact he comes with a band and a good looking sound crew). As former front man of Camden's Tribes, Johnny Lloyd is a natural born performer who comes equipped with a voice that warms your heart and sweet, ceaseless, hip thrusting action. His performance is also aided with the help of a setlist that is armed with so much talent you could sink you teeth into it and take a chunk out. Each song him and the band performed was something a little different ranging from sounds similar to Bob Dylan, 'John Wesley Harding' circa, to sounding not too dissimilar to Fleetwood Mac's 'Rumours' era. On the night he performed his recent release 'Hello Death', produced by Jamie T, as well as singles 'Pilgrims', produced by Mystery Jets, and 'Happy Humans'; much to the middle aged women behind us' delight. After supporting Black Honey, Johnny Lloyd, and co, are embarking on a solo tour as well as touring with Band of Skulls, so see them there or forever live in the unknown where your ears are never graced with Johnny Lloyd's smouldering sounds.

Black Honey

Black Honey shortly emerge upon the stage that is already full of their instruments and infamous flamingo ornament, and the crowd, needless to say, embrace the band with welcoming arms. The band began their setlist with no intention of lulling, starting as they mean to go on with the throwing off of a beret and their tune 'Spinning Wheel' (that makes you feel as though you're in a Tarantino movie). With a crowd that worships the ground the band walk on, who not only want to be lead singer Izzy Bee but also drool over her, the atmosphere was rife for some angsty carnage. Black Honey continued to pound relentlessly through a setlist made up of both their EPs and new song 'Mothership', which required the audience to crouch to listen to Izzy Bee as if she was so kind of cult preacher before bursting up into a frenzy of shear glorious chaos. The night ended in what seems to be a theme of a Black Honey gig and that is a full blown stage invasion with no fucks given. Having already been told to 'behave' and 'get down' when the first few attempts were made it was the final song, 'YSIA', that called for the sweaty bunch of adolescences to storm the stage and succeed. Once Black Honey finished, and the crowd had wet their pants, they could be found in the lobby selling merch and baptising pre-pubescences with temporary tats.

Black Honey in some respects remain a secret band that apparently people in the local pub hadn't heard of, however, it goes without saying that their performance is a 60s esk creation of the grooviest kind of pandemonium that can't be missed.

All photos were taken at the gig, by one Jamie Wrapson (thanks pal)

Yuck at The Moth Club 2016

Yuck @ MothClub

In deepest, darkest Hackney Central is a pub that looks as plain as it gets, however once you go through the door that has a laminated 'entrance' sign on, it becomes clear this is a club like no other. With the club's history deep rooted in British military past  (MOTH standing for Memorable Order of Tin Hats) it's a surprise how well the club's original memorabilia complements the  glitter smothered ceiling and the gold shimmer curtains that drench the stage. It's a venue that is a must see to believe, suited and booted for any band that's going to create a good time and who will fill up the dancefloor, evidently Yuck suited the Moth Club down to a tee. With the launch of their newest album 'Stranger Things' on the day of their first gig at the Moth Club it comes as no surprise that they managed to fill floor with moshing indie kids, politely perched fans on the velvet sofas and the odd adolescent who seemingly had managed to sneak their way in (something im sure we've all done at some point).

Shark Dentist

Before Yuck hit the lit up stage, in all its shiny glory, were Shark Dentist. According to their facebok bio the band themselves harvested jellyfish in their childhood and until 2014 there was no such Shark Dentist. However, whilst their "history" and name, on paper, is laughable, any band who calls their genre of music 'sandwich metal' deserves some kind of recognition. The foursome's performance, simply put, encompasses their internet persona... frankly they don't give a shit and they are teeming with wit. Their setlist comprised of songs from their newest single 'Stranger' and the crowd favourite Cut Myself Shaving (as well as a few more), each song performed with the feral intensity of a wild animal and the angsty attitude of a pre-teen. With hilarity of their lyrics they combine the mundane with a rich sound that is anything but boring, unlike cutting yourself when shaving- it is this mixture of honesty and loud noises that make them so enjoyable. Watch this space.

Puppy

Following the delightful catawaul of Shark Dentist came another band with an animal themed title, Puppy.  Whilst the band aesthetically suit their syrupy sweet name, their music is quite the opposite, and it is for this reason that they are so surprisingly pleasing. Puppy's music is a creation of nuance heavy metal that takes the genre for a fast paced ride on the indie roller coaster, making them sound somewhat like Wheatus covering Metallica. However as strange as they sound, their live performance shows that there is method in the trio's madness, creating a sound that's unique but at the same is like having 80's classic rock blasted into your ears. On the night they performed music from their newest EP 'Forever' making for an evening of perfectly refined indie-metal ballads and a setlist built upon hammering drums, rough riffs and rambunctious harmonies all tied up neatly in a bow.

Yuck

It wasn't long before the headliner of the evening, Yuck, came on stage. The band entered the shimmering stage with a blaise presence whilst they were surrounded by glimmering tinsel curtains, which just asked the audience to glow and behold the ever cool foursome. Whilst the band's last two albums may have passed the music scene by, seeped within the shadows, their gradual release of new singles over both this month and the last Yuck have evidently been gathering more and more hype as this year progresses. Their growth in popularity, and support for new album 'Stranger Things' ,was represented by the abundance of fans who flooded the dance floor of the Moth Club on the 26th of February. Performing both classic Yuck hits such as Get Away and The Wall (the song the crowd insisted they played in between tunes) as well as their new stuff Hearts in Motion and Cannonball, Yuck merely excrete what it is to be a indie-grunge band in 2016.

The band finished the night with two more song's following their faux encore exit, giving one last chance for the crowd to get sweaty, before the start of the brilliantly selected DJ by the Moth Club. The night in general was just as glowing as the ceiling. And speaking of shiny, Yuck's shiny new album premiered yesterday and if you aren't listening it now than what are you doing?!

Gotta catch 'em all:
www.sharkdentist.bandcamp.com
www.puppytheband.com
www.yuckband.com

Sweet (20)16 in her Leather Boots.

As much as a new year is just another day with a different number, we start to reflect on the new things that are to come much more than any other time of year. As this happens, bands who may have previously just been lurking in the shadowy darkness of last years music scene begin to emerge left right and centre. So what a fitting time it would seem to comprise a short list of artists (in no particular order) who as we speak are crawling out of the woodwork and into our ear-holes.

1. Beach Baby

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Despite a Google search for this band resulting in finding pictures of babies on beaches, and being pointed in the direction of First Class' 1974 hit Beach Baby this English Quartet are far from babies and although they are not First Class their music is nothing but. With the same management as that behind the jingly jangly Jungle, it comes as no surprise that their music carries the same dreamy feel, yet it is also completely different. The band's most recent release 'Limousine' (2015) is their first EP and what a way to start. With the songs on the EP they entered the music world with a setlist of post punk, shoe-gaze, surf pop hybrid that that is sweet like honey in your mouth.

2.Blossoms

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After the unprecedented popularity of this leather-jacketed-long-haired five-some's hit Charlemagne it comes as no surprise that Blossoms are already making their mark on 2016's indie market. Seeking inspiration from the works of Alex Turner and ABBA, this band have created a sound that is not dissimilar to pop culture of the 00's; and their recent release At Most Just a Kiss is no exception to their signature funky fresh vibe. Although the band has been deemed to share the focal guitar rifts that such bands as the Arctic Monkeys have, their heavy sythns keep the their tunes funkier than the sounds of Wham!, proving that their roots are firmly grounded in the depths of glam-rock.

3. Tacocat

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Seemingly 2015 was a quiet year for this surf-punk, Seattle based foursome, in contrast they begin 2016 with the strong statement I Hate the Weekend. Whilst most appreciate the luxury of the two days which make up the weekend, the band forces their typical comically piss-off outlook upon the way the weekend is  overcrowded with unbearable drunken businesswomen and men. The single follows the bands classic structure of creating a classic punk sound with unapologetically clever lyricism, keeping fans content with the burn! factor that reigns through their previous two albums. The band, arguably, kicks off the year with a kick up with a socially concious anthem that refuses to be ignored, and this is can only be expected for their thrid album 'Lost Time'.

4. Black Honey

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With an EP and three singles under their belt, this foursome come charging at you with the tenacity of freight train but in the dreamy way possible. And it is this that's given Black Honey such a rock n' roll reputation among the indie music scene. Arguably what makes their music stand out above the rest is their ability to combine psychedelic guitars of recent mainstream indie pop, with the lyricism and hearty fuzz tones you'd expect to hear from a 1960's garage band. With this in mind it feels as though the band has based their songs on the moto of something new, something borrowed and something blue making for the perfect collaboration of the old and new and creating a sound that's like a pool of blue you just want to dive straight into. Having already experienced the hype of their own headline show, and won the award for the Most Blogged Artist 2015, it feels safe to say that there are big things coming for this band, we can only but hope they don't 'want to sleep for ever'.

5. Sons of an Illustrious Father

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Having remained relatively unnoticed around world, despite one of the band members being the actor (and angel) Ezra Miller, this New York based trio create deep nuance blues sounds like no other. And whilst the band have previously released two albums pre-2016, this year they plan to release their third album Revol, in March. Whilst fans anxiously anticipate the new album, Sons of an Illustrious Father keeps eager listeners excited with the single Conquest, starting the band's 2016 with a bang.

Conquest, is not only an amicable salute to both traditional folk artists and politically conscious punk bands, but is also a powerful homage to the intersectional feminists such as bell hooks and Andrea Smith- who lead singer Lilah Larson claims 'the song is deeply indebted lyrically to'. The hauntingly sweet song is accompanied by a graphic novel both written and illustrated by Lilah Larson. With an upcoming tour of the US and their upcoming album the band have a their hands full and the music world to conquer.

6. Bleached 

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Made up of two sisters, the Calivins, Bleached are the veterans of LA's feminist punk girl group Mika Miko. Sticking with the theme of dirty-under-chipped-nails punk rock from their previous band, their music is aggressive and manic but still echoes the popular surf punk tunes. The girls undeniably resemble their 60's femme predecessors: combining a retro Shangri-La's coolness with mordern day rock and roll, similar to the like minded band Hunx and His Punx. Their 2016 release Keep On Keepin On sees bleached in all their glory, and with their second album set to release to release this year, as well as a world tour, this sister act is already giving 2016 a run for its money.

7. Inheaven

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With an immaculate combination of the gloomy vocals, aggressive guitars overlaid by female harmonies Inheaven have managed to create a sound that, although is not dissimilar from their indie rock predecessors such as Jesus and The May Chain and Jimmy Eat World, is completely their own. Their unique sound almost embodies the unrelenting power of teenage angst, so it's no surprise that they style and music caught the eye (and ears) of The Strokes' Julian Casablancas who helped co-release the band's first single. Having already released two singles in 2015, this South London based quartet enter 2016 with a reputation that suggests that their music has so much unstoppable spiritual, kinetic energy that it has a life of it's own.

8. Estrons

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Estrons are a fearsome foursome who come charging at you from the Welsh seaside wielding the lyrics 'I'd like to make a man of you'. Whilst this song came out in 2015, and the only other song to their name is a welsh track C-C-Cariad, they prove that they are band not be messed with. The song Make A Man epitomises this exact notion: its political, punchy and powerful echoing fellow political-punk artists and takes no shit. The story behind the track is one 'of a heterosexual female's battle between desiring a man, whilst simultaneously finding herself having little respect for his self important ego and misogynistic attitude towards women' tells frontwoman Taliesyn Kallstrom, thus whilst their name means alien in Welsh their rebellious ideals are any but extraterrestrial. 2016 looks like a year that these Estrons will prove how out of this world they are.

9. Yuck

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After a surprise appearance in 2015, with release of a new single, Yuck have returned once more this year armed with a pop-punk track that contagious as it gets; upholding their signature style and their reputation as a great UK garage band. Their new release Hearts In Motion successfully embodies the stress of modern day romance, where it’s hard for two hearts in motion to beat at the same time (much like the inability to find a match on tinder). The song itself ends ambiguously, leaving you wondering ‘Is it all just doomed to failure, or is it the one thing that we should be holding on to the most in this world?’(says singer Max Bloom), however 2016 for this band is anything but doomed to fail. Hearts In Motion is a mere taster of what’s to come from Yuck’s third album Stranger Things that’s due out next month.

10. The Magic Gang

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This rising foursome from Brighton dive straight into 2016 with their new release EP, making their mark on this years music scene. As musicians they have been compared to the likes of Weezer and the Beach Boys, and with sickly sweet guitars combined with lyrics of the mundane, and sometimes gloomy, side of life this comparison rings somewhat true. Across the cleverly named EP, The Magic Gang fuse illusion with reality, epitomised in their contrast between joyous melodies and wistful lyricism that is almost too real to handle. The band themselves claim that their music is for the 'mind, body and soul', and their EP truly displays this to be their mantra. With tunes that make you blissfully aware that life is a bit shitty sometimes it looks like a good year for this surprising relatable and charmingly melancholic quartet. 

Despite the year beginning with such sad loses to the music world it would seem that from here the only way is up. Roll on the hopefuls for this year. 

Music Menses

It's that time of the month again (even though we skipped a month....) where we take a good look at some groovy tunes made by bloody good creators.

Fat Whites
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This month we are greeted with a fresh creation from the beautiful degenerates scrapped straight from the glory hole, one Fat White Family. Having left fans waiting over a year for a new album, the band have released a mere snippet of their glorious spew up 'Song's for Our Mothers', consisting of heroine addictions, references to Hitler's suicide and the spectre of an austerity victim.Whilst there has been longing for new content it's clear the album's creation has drained the band physically and psychologically, driving them so hard into the ground some of the band almost ended up on their death bed. We can, therefore, only expect a stomach churning mastery to come from an album that has been so highly anticipated by their fan base, who are just as indignant and anarchistic as the band themselves (myself included).

The fragment of the album the fans are greeted with, Whitest Boys on the Beach, is an indication of the collected mayhem that is come. The song is full of layers, as per Fat-White-Family-usual, it's like being smushed in the face with moist towel used to wipe the sweat off the face of dead fascist, by the hands of insurgents who killed him. Made up of Lias' eerie lyricism sang through his typical unsettling murmur, behind the hum of synths and the relentless drone of fuzzy guitars, the song shows off the band's solid roots dug deep in the time of synth-pop and electronic rock, as well as being stuck in the ways of cowpunk and psychobilly. In this way the band have combined both distinct elements of such artists as DEVO and Talking Heads with contrasting bands, like The Gun Club, as well as echoing such previous songs as Wet Hot Beef  Pt. 1 and Cream of the Young. 

Whitest Boys on the Beach
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Although the Fat Whites have been performing Whitest Boys on the Beach for a while now, with the build up to the album the band have released the song as a single as well as releasing video for the song this month. The song's history is not as controversial as the song has made out to be, the band themselves have said the inspiration for the song stems from literally being the 'whitest boys' on the beach inBarcelona, however Lias explains: "If it is construed as political, then I'm glad it is. Why shouldn't it be... The song was inspired by a completely different situation, but if the song ends up being construed as about who's white enough to stay on the beach, then so be it." With recent developments in politics and music the song, whether purposeful or not, slaps modern culture in the face with an ox-tongue so hard it knocks some cold, much needed sense into both indie music scene as well as our so called 'democractic' society. And baby it hurts so good, we are ready to embrace the harsh reality of human futility with the Fat White Family. Let's get down and dance 'to the beat of human hatred.'


You can caress the Whitest Boys on the Beach in your soft palms on the 15th January 2016. On the 22nd of the same month 'Song's for Our Mothers' will be released for all your Mother's needs.

Watch the Whitest Boys on the Beach video through this exclusive interview: Whitest Boys
Keep yourself updated: Fat Whites