The title of Gloucester drunk-rockers forthcoming EP (to be released on 8th September via Matt Records) derives from the frontman’s dealings with diabetes – 77 being the life expectancy for someone without diabetes, and 57 being so for someone with it. Whilst that explains the parenthesis in the title of this release, it’s a theme that not only continues throughout every title on the EP, but also joins to their debut album, release in May 2013 – A Few Things We Might Agree On (A Few Things We Might Not). It would seem they love brackets as much as good time, stating achievements such as, “had no-one turn up to a show in Slovenia so performed an impromptu spoken-word version of their set to the promoters and barstaff, before playing beer pong and pouring beer down their pants”, and some more unfortunate ones – “lost their long term drummer a week before recording 77 For You (57 For Me)“. They also reckon it has, “taken almost ten years to record anything worth listening to”, and though I can’t confirm or deny this about previous work, this record is definitely something you’ll want to listen to.
It’s Your Fault And You’re Stupid (Kind Regards Barbaros Icoglu) opens the release with a lengthy, electric and chaotic instrumental that’s either completely wild and random or extremely well coordinated, setting the record in good stead. The music makes no move to give way to the harsh and grating vocals at first, although the sound dropping to a few guitars riffs and echoing vocals later on creates a feeling of vastness and emptiness, before a final, violent outburst of sound sees the close of the track.
TV On After Breakfast (Would You Like Your Hair Cut Today) provides a tighter relationship between the hectic instrumental and alternating vocals, and the general power the track emits is a knock-back. The vocals come into their own on repeated line “did I ever tell you about that time in Bejing?” and when it’s the clearest off the release, it hints at the whacky unpredictability of the band serve up throughout the release.
Keeping up the theme of remarkably long titles, I’ve Never Been More Happy To Have A Hypo (However This Could Mean I Have Irreparable Knee Damage) brings about a stronger emphasis to the percussion of the track, and the contrasting vocals. The harsher half of the lyrics still hold the majority of the track, whilst the more spoken word style of certain lines is highlighted by its difference. Several times the music drops away to a false-end, before burst back to life, and only finishes after a guitar-driven impress, lengthy instrumental.
The longest track and shortest title closes the EP, and at almost six and half minutes Twenty Foot (Broken Foot) is something of an epic. Throughout, the vocals are clearer and instrumental more forgiving to accommodate, including a fantastic drop halfway through the track, that touches on being moving with the desperation in the vocal work. From the single note that the solo is reduced to, the track brings itself back to life, and the ferocious percussion the sum up the EP sounds all the more intense for it.
This EP is a force to be reckoned with; unleashed, honest instrumental accompanies harsh, punk vocal to create a striking release with a lot more than simply a bunch of good riffs. The EP can be pre-ordered here, and comes out on September 8th via Matt Records.