SINGLE REVIEW: Dead Pollys - 94
Dead Pollys have endured a lot, with bass player Juba facing a brain tumour from which he thankfully recovered, and the untimely and tragic loss of guitarist Clabbe this September. It's as if something has been trying to thwart the band's progress, but they defy the tragedies and persist. They continue in honour of their departed friend, knowing it's what he would have wanted.
'94' is an elaborate and striking sonic experience, featuring husky, raspy vocals and a dark collage of expression. It's driven by ballsy riffs and carries a raucous punk energy akin to the intensity of Bad Religion.
Frantic and pulsating, '94' is a chaotic burst of raw, relentless power, surging with thunderous velocity. It's an explosive, exhilarating noise that commands your attention with an unapologetic, in-your-face sound, delivering its message with both melodic underpinnings and unfiltered honesty.
The song narrates singer/songwriter Nizze's experiences living on the streets of Stockholm during a harsh winter at the tender age of 16. It captures the feeling of being numbed by the cold and the dire circumstances he found himself in. It's a cry for shelter from the elements, a narrative of the hell endured during that time.
'94' is a rampant, nostalgic rampage of enthralling punk that's perfect for getting your blood pumping and sending mosh pits into a frenzy!
