Alex Throssell

I normally have to say that if I told them the name of my band, they probably wouldn’t employ me!

My, oh my, do they deliver that by the bucket-load. Of sweat, that is.

The crowd’s ensemble chant of “I heard it in a TV programme” on ‘Run, Run, Run’ was unexpected, but raw,

I thought ‘you can't be playing to the people who make the most noise all the time’, you know.

What to say of the gig? Well, first of all, it was loud, very, very, loud.

Efforts to spice things up with the addition of Flux Pavilion works especially well on the swashbuckling ménage a trois of Gold Teeth

Innocents is an incredibly accessible album, most likely because of the subtle but frequent comments on the nature of being human.

Hindsight is a wonderful thing, as are rose tinted glasses, and the combination of the two amounts to the common perception that the sixties was a halcyon age for the whole cultural gamut.

"Sonically, Fuck Buttons are an absolute tour de force..." - Alex reviews Fuck Buttons at The Waterfront