They say:
PIGS PIGS PIGS PIGS PIGS PIGS PIGS. Seven is a significant number. It's the number of days of the week and the continents on earth. For psychologists, it is the maximum amount of information that people with their short-term memory can grasp and process at once. This is where PIGS PIGS PIGS PIGS PIGS PIGS from Newcastle comes in, with a maximum of seven riffs per song. All are implemented in the spirit of IGGY POP in the early 1970s, with raw energy and lots of snoting.
'King Of Cowards' unites MOTÖRHEAD with PART CHIMP for over 40 minutes - the British legacy of loud rock'n'roll with modern-edged noise rock as it is typical for the north of the island. And a song like'Hockmaster' revives another great passion: Doom - in his heavy, disgusting way, similar to the Japanese CHURCH OF MISERY. Unlike them, PIGS PIGS PIGS PIGS PIGS PIGS PIGS do not deal with mass murderers in their lyrics, but - attention, leitmotif! - with the seven deadly sins.
Round thing: Seven good songs in one go.
(8 points)
See the review here: Streetclip
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