More garagey punk today, this time courtesy of Eighteen Nightmares at the Lux, a louche quartet of young Londoners who apparently specialise in changing their name. Less lo-fi and chaotic than the aforementioned Speak & The Spells, this chameleonic quartet’s melodies are immediately appealing via the worldly brogue of their singer. Around him come careering guitars and tumultous drums, plus a dash of rockabilly and flashes of burlesque-style weirdness. All in all, we’re talking a high-falutin racket that’ll have you doing a silly dance without taxing your Penny Lane too much.
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MP3: Eighteen Nightmares at the Lux – Ketchup Stains (very kindly provided by the band)