Other than boozed up pugnacious sailors looking for some faces to smash, oh, and the highest rate of teenage pregnancy in Britain, what is it exactly that Southampton has to offer? Thomas Tantrum? No thanks. Six Nation State? Pah! Not Advised? Who…?
Lets face it, it’s a pretty weak hole of unimaginative tosh. After living there for three years I found it to be a scene fuelled by image-honed individuals whose musical ethics circle around not what you know but who you know, and what you look like in most cases.
Thankfully this isn’t the case for local three-piece, Band Of Skulls. With thundering gushes of bluesy White Stripe clatters and feedback soaked psych-dreamy howls, they quite effortlessly shun the town’s facile scene into self-regretting oblivion. The trippy, atmospheric, ghostly moans seen on 'Honest' and the electrified rock’n’blues power-clouts of ‘Light Of The Morning‘ sees BOS attempt to cover nearly all musical bases, with pretty much one hundred per cent success.
Their new album, 'Baby Doll Face Honey', is a cracker and it's out July 28th.
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