What is it with the old guard relentlessly
releasing albums that would shame the wannabe punk stars of today?
For a genre that lays so much stock
in short sharp burst of teenage rebellion it seems to me that in the last year
or two it is the veterans of the scene that are using their life experiences,
and the influences they have garnered through the years, to create music that
is far more passionate and relevant that anything that they have done that precedes
it.
That’s not to say that previous endeavours
were lacking in anything, but that they all seem to have reached a point of
maturity where the musicianship, song writing and live performances, are
peaking.
That’s certainly what it sounds
like when you slip the latest from Crimedesk into the stereo.
Like many of their punk peers in
Scotland they are growing old disgracefully on the surface, but underneath the nihilistic
veneer are showing themselves to be able to write and release nuanced songs
that don’t lack in any artistry.
Yeah okay. They do feature a song
about a Manky Hoor, but it is very clearly tongue in cheek and designed to
raise a chuckle rather than any offence.
It’s possibly time for another
Scottish punk compilation to be released. Maybe over-time.
If someone does do one then
Crimedesk must surely have earned a spot on it.
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