If you’ve been listening to my mixtapes you’ve probably heard this one as well as many other songs by the Fat White Family before. If you haven’t, then you probably should listen to everything they’ve done, AT ONCE!
The Fat White Family have been called the best band in the world by pretty much everyone (The Guardian) and (NME) their(The Quietus) mother (Vice) for a reason. Nobody at the moment has the sincerity, the anger, and the songs that they have, and although they may know it they really don’t give a fuck about it.
The Fat Whites got together a couple of years ago in Brixton, where they started playing ballzy, drugged out rock and roll with a sprinkle of brown acid and a tinge of Marxist philosophy. Although their home turf is the Queen’s Head pub in Brixton, they have been destroying stages across Britain, putting on the best rock and roll shows (little) money can buy, and
are now about to embark on their first North American adventure.
Oh what’s that you say?
They don’t have any money to buy their plane tickets and give SXSW a kicking? They’re too broke to tour the East Coast after that?
Goddamn it, that sucks!
You wanna help? Maybe get something in return too?
Well, no problem then, just click on this link to give them a helping hand so those Yanks can have something else Fat and White to fear — apart from themselves.