They’re dropping those beats like carpet bombs, screaming faces coming at you from all different directions like asbo Maori - primitive and burning multiple drum exposures slamming you into submission. Hurling yourself around is the only prescription for something this infectious, crippled and well, plain insane… no guitars, no keyboards, just heavy drumming and liberal sprinklings of hysterical shouting - I’d absolutely love to see this lot live – they’d be totally killer… oh and the re-mixes that end the album are how all remixes should be, powerful additions to the whole, definitely not piss poor dilutions of that fantastic vibe Foot Village have already tapped into. If I was giving out stars, I guess it would have to be a sky full.
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