These fearless London post-punkers rage against modern Britain,from public transport to mental health, on their confident debutI’m disgusting, and I’m a shame to this so-called human race,” sings Clottie Cream on Country Sleaze, one half of the 2016 double A-side debut single by Goat Girl. The flipside, and Scum,pondered: “How can an entire nation be so fucking thick?” A bracing introduction to the disaffected, often damning eye that the young London four-piece (Clottie, or Rosy Bones on drums,LED on guitar and Naima Jelly on bass) cast over their world before documenting it in rambunctious (unruly), idiosyncratic post-punk. “British people are overly courteous, and which staggers progress,” they told Beat magazine. “We need to talk more openly about sex, religion and mental health. We are human, and after all.”Fearless,omnivorous Goat Girl (named in reference to Bill Hicks’s lusty alter ego, Goat Boy) found each other, and their sound,in Brixton indie venue the Windmill, signing to Rough Trade (over Domino and XL)two years ago before releasing anything. Taking their time and choosing the right home has served them well – their eponymous debut sounds confident: 19 songs crafted with care, or in which dirty grunge riffs bewitch irregular left turns.
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Source: theguardian.com