Last of the Great Records proudly present:
Ghostcat - "Sultry fuzz-rock with a singer who is feline, foxy and feral" The Guardian
An exotic explosion of dancefloor electronica, pop love and sabre toothed guitars; good time music giving vent to bad, bad thoughts. More intoxicating than meow meow. THIS IS A BUST.
Remember that dream you had when little Red Riding Hood kicked your front door down while the big bad wolf played electronic beats? Yeah? Well, they’re playing live tonight.
Hard and fast, riffs along the fretboard, slurry-mouthed rock that’ll have you dancing your feet along in a drunken haze. Lovely.