Psychedelic Porn Crumpets - 'Keen For Kick Ons?'
The finest named band to have ever existed start the year with a frantic, fuzzy riff monster of a track.
Only bands from Australia are called "Psychedelic Porn Crumpets". It's just that sense of humour the Australians have. You know, King GIzzard and the Wizard Lizard? Amyl and the Sniffers? Tropical Fuck Storm? The Big Les Show? Being ridiculous is just how the Australians kick back. Which is why you know that Psychedelic Porn Crumpets are batshit before you even listen to them. Big, balls out psychedelic/rock'n'roll- much like King Giz without the insufferable pretentiousness. Following on from 2018's melodic, shape-shifting Beatles pastiche (not a bad thing- check out Baby, You're a Rich Man for the verses) Social Candy, PPC streamline things a bit with their first single of 2019 "Keen for Kick Ons?".
Psychedelic Porn Crumpets' sleaze metre is turned right to the top, with some absolutely filthy fuzzy rock'n'roll riffs being churned out with ease. This band almost defy review because there's nothing bout themselves that they are taking seriously so what's the point in us taking them seriously. The reason is because in a climate so chaotic, it's very rare that you can find undiluted, no strings attatched fun. And that's exactly what these boys are. You're transported to your youth, taking girls with purple hair out on no money but still having the time of your fucking life doing so. You don't need the lyrics to tell you what this songs about- the reckless abandon of the guitars, the vocals are torn like voices on a night out and the sheer drive of the song is simply rejuvinating. However, the lyrics are there and we're all the better for it. If there's a refrain this year more relatable and joy assuming than "I know a joint where beers are cheap; I worked their once but they fired me/cause I lost my lungs singing Queen" then 2019 is going to be an even better year for music than last year was. And fuck me if I'm not excited.
Words by James Kitchen