Because of the high-pitched feedback at the opening of ‘Barbarico’, the press release for the new Snow White single says “apologies for the first two seconds if you have the volume on high”. On hearing the single, part of me feels it should read “apologies for sticking shitloads of distortion and power-chords on what is in essence two minutes of ’Shambles-lite clatter and trying to pass it off as some sort of teenage revolution”. Or perhaps “apologies if you feel dirty for actually liking this”. ‘Cos while Snow White hardly sound like they’re gonna change the face of a crack-obsessed Lahnden rock’n’fuggenroll scene, they do have the youthful two-fingered indie-noise thing sorted, and ‘Barbarico’ has the magnetic post-punk characteristic of sounding like it could collapse at any moment before…well, it actually does. It also has the good sense to sod the fuck off before it outstays its welcome – same could be said about the live version of ‘Trust Fund Punks’ featured here. ‘The Death Of Lynda Lee’ is an altogether different beast, however, what with it being like a shouty wall of AYWKUBTTOD-esque guitar work that speeds up just as you think it’s getting too dark and moody to be explosive enough. Remember to remove all sharp objects first.
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