It’s hardcore, Jim, but not as we know it! London’s Flats are a pissed off bunch who see no qualm in coming across as a completely obnoxious bunch of dudes armed with loud guitars, pounding drums and a larynx-shredding vocalist.
Opener “Foxtrot” is a sludgy beast that’s as bleak and sinister as bleak and sinister can get. Next up is the fast-paced “Tango” which will leave many ballroom dancers shaking their head in disbelief and from there they keep on pounding out white noise with indistinguishable vocals, even covering Hellhammer’s “Crucifixion” along the way. It’s only towards the end that they return to the doomy sludge of the opener with “Mambo” before collapsing on the floor. Raw, intense and invigorating!
Score: 8 out of 10
http://www.sweatshoprecords.co.uk
http://www.flatsofcourse.co.uk
Opener “Foxtrot” is a sludgy beast that’s as bleak and sinister as bleak and sinister can get. Next up is the fast-paced “Tango” which will leave many ballroom dancers shaking their head in disbelief and from there they keep on pounding out white noise with indistinguishable vocals, even covering Hellhammer’s “Crucifixion” along the way. It’s only towards the end that they return to the doomy sludge of the opener with “Mambo” before collapsing on the floor. Raw, intense and invigorating!
Score: 8 out of 10
http://www.sweatshoprecords.co.uk
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