New songs from Eddy and the T-Bolts are always welcome around these here parts.
Especially when the guys in the band decide to take the less well trodden path and strip their rock and roll pop punk ramblings down to the bare acoustic bones.
When the word reached most peoples ears it resulted in a raising of the eyebrows, but perversely I couldn't wait to hear it and now I feel rather smug as it's sounds as if the band were made to do this.
It's KISS and the Supersuckers at summercamp drinking an illicit carry out behind the portaloos.
Yes. It is that good.
What we need now is to hire a mini bus, fill half of it with beer, and then drive to a secluded beach where we can all meet up with the band and let them perform this in its entirety around a very large bonfire, but keeping in mind that this is Scotland, and it's October, we should also remember that even with the bonfire ablaze that thermal underwear and a coat that is registered as appropriate for scaling Everest is worn.
High fives all round for the reworking of 'Prophets on electrified guitars' from Medium Rare.
It's getting an A for awesome.