The Areola Treat do not ascribe to any particular creed. This band is not about spouting slogans or half-baked philosophies of life. This is art for art’s sake; noise for noise’s sake.
Having been formed just over two years ago, The Areola Treat seem to have a liking for B movies, awkward Japanese bands, rock and roll and howling werewolf-like growls in their performances. Consisting of Adrian, Lisa, Matthew and Chris, the band are said to be creating a new storm in the indie/ alternative scene. With screeching guitars, resounding feedback, feisty punk beats and definite munchy punk vocals in numbers like 16 , Disco Party and Boulevard Werewolf, they are almost reminiscent of the 1970's punk pioneers X-Ray Specs. However this band reinforces the fact that all that glitters is not gold (or perhaps, all that seems to be moderately predictable is not), with their more toned down indie songs like Cheap Thrills, A Hundred Silhouettes and Cosmos.
Whilst Chris - the drummer's - obsession with horror movies is evident (from his choice of attire), Adrian the guitarist enjoys indie rock, however occasionally indulges in his darker pleasures which include listening to Black Sabbath and Portishead. If the bassist of any band is, perhaps, said to be the deepest among the other members, then this bassist is no exception. Matthew lists books and a love for history of music as his bread and butter. The frontwoman? She is reported to take pleasure in writing, along with listening to sixties’ psychedelic and Motown records. But don't ask Lisa what she's screaming about. Or take a deep breath before you do.
In a nutshell, The Areola Treat sound like a rodent, a wolf, the rather grotesque wig your granny stores affectionately in her drawer, stilettos, anti-disco balls, cheap perfume, red lipstick and a bashed electric guitar, all shoved into a blender and served with a punch of red hot chilli. (See image opposite for a more vivid application of this description).
Inspired by cult classics, seventies horror movies and the origins of Punk, this band is definitely one hell of a bloody mess. The Areola Treat are not your average indie band. Prepare to be drugged (or take something before the show)!
