The first album by Punk Soul Brothers is a solid collection of minimalist agitational beat-heavy tracks.

But the sound is smooth enough not to offend audiophiles, and the well-timed lyrical bursts are entirely comprehensible.

A grim determination to fight the powers that be permeates the majority of the tracks. The musical elements usually stay close to a bass riff which holds down each song.

Touches of hedonistic or nonsensical humour pop up like punk hairstyles. With the manner of a child wriggling out of its parent’s unwanted grasp, most of the lyrics take an anti-capitalist, anti-government stance.

Mid-album tracks like ‘Zaz’, ‘Work’ and ‘Oh Lordy’ exemplify the above, and later ones like ‘Normal’ and ‘Shame’ keep the flag flying.

The opening and closing cuts are both different from what comes in between, like a capital letter and full stop.

There are echoes of the guitar and lyrics of Poisongirls and the macabre theatrics of Pink Floyd along the way. The simple DIY grooves of Sleaford Mods also come to mind.

It’s interesting how much can be accomplished with sparing use of words and music. Repetition (without hesitation or deviation) is another useful device.

Words against the monarchy and wage slavery co-exist with support for economic migrants, individuality and the have-nots.

Despite the scorn Punk Soul Brothers pour on hierarchies, they are surely in the upper echelons of their angry but funloving fraternity.

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