Spunk Volcano and the Eruptions-New EP Review, Ram Raid.

Spunk Volcano and the Eruptions-New EP Review, Ram Raid.

Play: Spunk Volcano and the Eruptions – Hanging Round the Shops

I suppose you’re not meant to judge a book by its cover or a band by their name. But I guessed straight away that Spunk Volcano and the Eruptions won’t take over the mantle left by One Direction, or beat Ed Sheeran to the top of some over hyped pointless chart.  This is a band that have no filter in the lyrics to their songs, blasting out what sounds like a Jeremy Kyle script to music. These are hard hitting facts of working class life in the UK, with the black humour you need to survive. The lead singer Spunk Volcano resembles the love child of wrestler Kendo Nagasaki and John Merrick the elephant man, giving a stage presence of a prowling boxer short clad Tasmanian Devil on Buckfast. He grunts and groans around the stage discussing life with the audience through a well lubricated hole in his pinned Mohawk mask, a uniform he also wears in his other role as guitarist in Dirt Box Disco. If there is one label that could not be thrown at this band its BORING, and the new 5 track EP Ram Raid  is not something to meditate to either.

Smacking you in the face from the off is the title track Ram Raid, which depicts the story of making a drive through shop with someone else’s car.  The short punchy guitar comes at you like flying debris, the cymbals crashing like shattered glasses are intermittent with the harsh vocal. A catchy chorus has you singing along gets in your head, and with no airs or graces it takes you on a police chase to the end of the song. Stop looking at your Phone is next up and quickens the pace from the start; It’s an angry observation of peoples conversations with the top of someone’s head stooped down to a screen. There is nice break in the song bringing in a vocal effect before blazing a path to the end, its bounding guitar drums and bass never let up until we hear the dulcet tones telling someone to “Fuck Off”. Anyone growing up in a council estate will recognise the difficulties of the next song; Hanging Round the Shops relives the perseverance of kids getting someone to go into the shop for cigarettes and Alcohol. A melodic chorus starts before the illegal activity is asked of passing strangers; the shopping list is read out to a barrage of chords and drums handing over the cash to be tough kids.  Pointing out the pillars of the community may not be the purpose of the next track, describing Tracey or is it Stacey as the go to person in the neighbourhood for a young man’s needs. I Think Her Name Was Tracey doesn’t hold back, like a rumour mill on a council estate it’s relentless, rapidly firing off the tunes which are a backdrop to a disturbed eventful life. Ending the EP with Snap Backbone Spunk Volcano erupts with melody and harmony but still with the same power and passion running through the song; it’s a bit less abrasive on the ears but just as catchy and fits in well with the previous tracks as a conclusion to the release.

Spunk Volcano and the Eruptions are a singing dancing social commentary of today’s Britain, taking the piss out of a sometimes bleak existence and having a laugh at our own expense. Will they get invited to the next general election winners party, I think not, or maybe it’s really David Cameron behind the Mohawk mask and boxer shorts letting loose after years of lies and deception.