Snapped Ankles: Stunning Luxury (Leaf/Southbound)

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Snapped Ankles: Stunning Luxury (Leaf/Southbound)

A post-punk collective from East London which dress in what they style as pagan costumes and offer a kind of Fall-lite tribal chant and tribal beats alongside synths (which they put inside logs for the whole package).

They sound more interesting than they are however because this slightly grimy punk-pop with a spoonful of white funk doesn't go anywhere much, too often relies on energy rather than ideas and the minimalist repetition which is their default position just gets wearying. The politics sounds cliched too.

Probably more interesting to see than hear on the evidence of this album which only reminds how great Gang of Four, early Fall, Pop Group and others were.

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