So the thing I like about punk music is it comes in all different shapes and sizes. Sometimes you can’t really tell where the overlaps are between punk and garage rock, punk and hard rock, punk and alt-rock. Fruit Tones, it seems to me, are on that edge that the early punk bands straddled, certainly in the US, where ’60’s British Invasion melodies meet scuzzy basement guitar parts played fast and loose through a ton of distortion and reverb.
The band are from Manchester in the UK and the track is from their album Natural Selection. It’s just bloody good fun I think. There’s something haphazardly joyous about it, and in an uncertain world that’s no bad thing. It’s the kind of music you can just put on, switch off and dance very badly to. Lovely stuff. And as always, respect to anyone who’s brave enough to carry a mustache in a rock band. That takes commitment.
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