Danger in the club

"They reference everyone from Graham Parker to the Damned, and hurl in everything from Doorsy organs to twangy-guitared surf-rock, delivering each song with epic, music-hall rowdiness. The likes of Hollywood (I Got It) and English Tongue are huge-spirited, singalong rockers that seem to teeter on the edge of chaos. Indeed, Danger in the Club's flaws and charms alike are summed up in the way Matador rollercoasts from sprawling mess to tuneful brilliance as the band throw everything in their locker at a heroic charge towards death or glory".

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"Danger in the Club is beset by a powerful sense of dread, but there's little effort in Palma Violets' performance, despite their claims that producer John Leckie drilled them to extremes ... The main lyrical takeaway from Danger in the Club is that Jesson and Fryer are dreadful poets, attempting to pass off misery as depth and exhibiting a noxious distaste for the women that have left them, or deigned to try and love them".

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