Hot Pant play:
- Ecstatic hurricanes of emotional destruction.
Relentless short songs.
Pure pop pickle.
Tempting temptation’s temper.
Candy coated Fucknoise.
- The white-hot avalanche of skin blistering noise that purifies the tormented soul in the lost mind of love.
The addiction of Sci-fi drag racing through the stars and across the heavens.
The fear of The One That Got Away turning into The Two That Got Away.
The oppressive hope lurking in the dark highways and byways of South London.
The swollen conceit of Paul Weller’s false modesty.
The anxious sweat experienced when trying to consummate a first date.
The survivors grimace pertaining to the distress of being dealt life’s losing hand.
The absurdity of the age gap during sexual intercourse.
The sublime comedy of James Brown’s socio-political conscience.
The joy of unrequited cheap sex, cheap booze and cheap words.