Warrior
Soul have been edging ever closer to going off grid with what they do
for a number of years.
While the
vast majority of bands are looking to ease themselves into the glare
of the media spotlight they've instead chosen to step into the
shadows and entertain the disenfranchised, the lost, the politically
sussed, and those who refuse to live with their eyes wide shut.
In doing
so they are grabbing at the rebel crown of the underground and
setting themselves up as the band who are pushing a message from the
writing on the wall.
Global
economic breakdown, social meltdown, Orwell and Huxley, riots, blood
on the streets, corporate bankers and the people who pull their
strings hanging from the gibbet is all grist for the mill, and it's
all being played out to a backdrop of grinding rock and roll.
It's
revolution rock, a call to arms, a stiff middle fingered salute to
the minority who reap all the rewards and the people who lives their
drab lives doffing their caps to their so called betters.
If 'Stiff
Middle Finger' had a crass scratch and sniff cover it would smell of
molotov cocktails and destruction.
If the
last album was the soundtrack to revolution then this the perfect
accompaniment to standing amidst the rubble and watching the sun come
up on a new dawn.
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