the soundtrack of a debauched squat party where everyone is way more than half cut.
In complete contrast to the vacuous popular sounds of today, Sleaford Mods’ brand of rugged anti-music is absolutely essential.
This was the kind of locked-tight performance that would steal the stage at a big festival, the funkiest thing since James Brown's flowery pants
Marcel Fengler, Terry Francis, Benjamin Damage, Vitalik Records, Seth Troxler, Craig Richards take over Fabric.
Incredible amounts of intergalactic Italo-disco fun.
Lacking the catharsis and subsurface aggression displayed on their record; instead just a bit Robert Smith.