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Mother's finest punk rock & roll dish from the depths of Whitby, is cooking on 11 and waiting to be served.
As cocky as a peacock coming out of Boots' with his first condom.
It's music you can bounce up and down to whilst wearing a ludicrously coloured shirt and wraparound shades, even during the thickest sea fret since Captain Cook was a bairn. And yet, incongruously, they're still officially the housewives' choice.
Melodic, crude and all in between, these guys are best served hot.
For your viewing pleasure we have; Sean on drums. James on guitar and lead vocals. Lee on bass and backing vocals. Also introducing our new 2nd guitarist Chris.
Super, smashing, great!
Expect the ridiculous! You’ll love it!
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