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A slightly overused, raw blues intro isn’t probably the best way for the renegade, Ibiza hotel room-ransacking, Leytonstone lads Boy Kill Boy to introduce what many feel is going to be a territory tearing second album.
Chris Peck’s usually soaring and flighty vocals take on a stammering and tugging Roddy Womble pitch, whilst the churning guitars lift the energy levels notch. Although, this lead single does little to suggest that a second album is going to bolster Boy Kill Boy’s reputation as a growing and catchy indie outfit. Never mind eh, I hear the Hotels in Tenerife are offering reduced rate rooms ready for destruction that should raise the interest level further.