SINGING LOINS, THE
STUFF (DAMAGED GOODS)
THE SINGING LOINS began having a laugh 20 years ago with two utterly live, mono, vinyl only LP releases on Billy Childish's gorgeously Luddite record label, Hangman.
Ever enduring outsiders, it's likely they are now the world's longest serving, truly amateur, original musical group.
They're certainly the fucking best. "STUFF" is the 11th offering of bare-knuckle folk from the Medway Delta.
Their song writing is steeped in the British & European traditions of Punk, Folk, Music Hall, Character, Chorus, Cabaret, Melodrama & Buffoonery.
Perhaps their very creative strength is derived from ordinary lives of day jobs, families and mortgages.
It's hypothetical, of course, but would Morrissey, Bono, Albarn, McCartney, et al. have continued unabated in the face of such utter indifference? Would they fuck.
Perversely un-ambitious, they remain untainted, uncorrupted, and above all else, still doing it for the reason they started doing it - Love.