leeds four peice mother vulpine make a glorious, phsycotic racket on their debut single. it starts off in a staccato stomp and rarely lets up, between pumpkins-esque seethes, QOTSA riffarama and a bass drum that sounds like its being amplified out of beth ditto's arse {the gossip}. it's exhilarating, dirty and though we're a little scared to do so, it's just got us reaching for the repeat button again and again

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