Unappreciated and unknown, they create usually short, sometimes humorous, sometimes poignant rock’n’roll which veers from driving punk to drunken country blues.
The Kidney Thieves are following their influences into hilarious and self-parody like Whitesnake opening for the Crüe on the 1987 Girls, Girls, Girls tour.
Obsessive fans of one or more of the artists should enjoy this agreeable exercise in pointlessness. The rest of us: wave politely, no flash photography.
I was expecting an all-out riff picnic from this, but instead got a platter of deep, pulsing beats and basslines, sparse guitars, dark and distant vocals.