IndieForBunnies

It’s a beautiful sunny day today and I now for certain that these long haired little pets are the brand new hot engine of rock’n’roll. Pop has been betrayed by a young gang full of teenage angst. Sweat drops fall down from 70’s Stoogesque riffs and holy water rises up from short punk hymns built for the new red spotty x generation. Karen’ O looks si old from here. Ok dudes, here’s (perhaps) your new favourite garage (pop) rock band, full of stars, stripes, junk food, Mickey Mouse and broken Cadillacs. No songs about “strange tales of S.Francisco or silly little humans that look good on a dancefloor”. Only a short distorted fuzzy teen sparkle and a blonde rock monster beside the mic which smells sweet and yells like a wolf. Run to the rifles. Good luck!