The first few songs bop around and hide their catchy hooks beneath warm’n’fuzzy distortion. The tempos are quick and Bangles-ish and the topics airy and fun.
The sampler-oriented five song release displays their psycho-thrash sound honed into a razor sharp vision of urban nightmares and introspective realities.
Combining a tapestry of influences such as blues, rock, jazz, and barroom swing into a cohesive whole is no easy task, but Wolfgang do it with authority.
All eyes turned to the tiny stage for the pumping, post-punkers and fists flew into the air to join the “oi, oi, oi, oi” refrain of their favorite Blitz cover.
The seemingly depressed Mr. Dando barely spoke a dozen words to his audience in his almost 90 minutes on stage, going through the motions of Lemonheads hits.