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Weak Nerves
“Cheapskates”/”Bedroom Rot”

Weak Nerves

Every so often – like once every six months or so – our body turns around to us and says “you know what? Fuck you man. We’re not dealing with any more of your bullshit. You’ve been playing silly buggers for, like, ages now and we need you to give it a fucking rest. So you know those potentially zillions of illnesses that we’ve been up 24/7 trying to deal with while you’re fucking with this beautiful gift of an immune system that you just happen to be so lucky to have, but are quite happy to carry on annihilating as if you’re a university student booming it up at Manic Mondays when Apple Sourz are three for a quid and snakebite is cheaper than the recycled toilet paper that you like to buy from LIDL’s? We’re going on strike. Shutting down for a day. See how you like that, prick. Enjoy this cold. Just be glad we’re not dishing out, like, a flesh-eating virus on your ass”. So, yeah, we’re a bit ill. Couple that up with an onslaught of somewhat thought-provoking business affairs meetings we’ve been bollocked present at over the last few days, where ironically we have discovered that we do in fact have a thing called a backbone, and you can see why it is more than appropriate in terms of nomenclature that Weak Nerves are purveyors of today’s Track Of The Day. That, and because they are radder than…rad. We like their creative use of neck elongation in their artwork, as well as the spooky green font for their chosen name. We like the fact that we don’t know where they’re from. We’re not so into how they don’t have a soundcloud that we can dig our mitts into. We are very into tunes Cheapskates and Bedroom Rot, which gives us a whiffy of 90’s scuzz-merchants Lemonheads and Llama Farmers mixed with the melodies and guitar tones of Texas Is The Reason. We used to go to a “club” called Cheapskates when we were at uni, funnily enough. It was shit, and one time someone thought it would be a good idea to pour an entire pint of £1 lager down the front pocket of our jeans so it looked as if we had problems. While you think about that, listen to these. And while you’re listening to these, download them from Bandcamp via one of those pay-what-you-want jobbies.


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