The Drones - Gala Mill

Review by Mike Diver

The love songs on Gala Mill, those that first touch the drunkard, cool rather in the cold light of sobriety, but the bitterest of murderous folk ballads here remain as bloodily brutal as ever they were when experienced in that place: where a stranger’s words come alive, fiery and flying all around, like bumblebees bearing holsters filled with molten lead...»