This was bought as a consequence of coming into contact with Crass, and as far as a punk single is concerned, it’s got it all. Wailing voice, great, clipped guitar riff and an overwhelming feeling of dread. I mean what more do you want? It came into my head while I was in Berlin over the weekend. No idea why. Maybe I clocked someone whose appearance took me here. Who knows. It’s a great track though and couldn’t have come from anywhere else but The UK. Great tribal drumming to play it out. Having said all of that, it’s the repetitive siren like motif that sticks in the head the most. It’s a meeting of audio landmarks if nothing else.
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