I cannot resist anything that makes my brain go comatose. Anything that solid and liquid and rooted in repetition and a solidly fermented groove and Austin. I cannot resist anything that causes me to veg out.
Choruses as big as Liverpool.
Bangs fuck! Such AWESOME psychedelia from Leeds Hookworms!
Hookworms is the bruise on your thigh from a drunken early morning collision with the kitchen table.
As everybody at Collapse Board should know by now, “girls’ music” is always the best kind and everything else is B.O.R.I.N.G. So bring it the fuck on.