Bilge Pump - The Fucking Cunts Still Treat Us Like Pricks

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5...according to our Business Lady on Thu 28 Jan, 2010.

More golden loveliness from the Gringo records emporium this time from Leeds finest under-achievers Bilge Pump. I have an overwhelming bias toward this band and with good reason....not only are they Gringo's finest but they are also an amazing live group. Their previous two outings on Gringo records we're a total treat and this new 10" 'The Fucking Cunts Still Treat Us Like Pricks' is no exception with band taking things to strange and intriguing new places. It's worth noting that these new tunes are rather more considered and steady than previous outings and as a result they sound super fresh to my Bilge Pump familiar ears. Opener 'Tommy's Out' and 'I Trampled on David' are the best of the four; the former for it's sea shanty-esque melody an it's insane Brian May style solo and the latter for it's awesome chorus of 'We built this shitty city on rock 'n' roll'. Elsewhere i hear the influence of The Who and early Genesis in the grander scheme of the Bilge formula. If ingeniously skilled playing and excellent word smithery are your bag than you could do worse than to check out this band. Good work lads.

Will contain free mp3 downloads. Bilge Pump have a disturbing ability to be better than any band they play with. Imagine a boiling-over bastard concoction of all the best bits of The Jesus Lizard, Led Zeppelin, The Fall, Blue Cheer, Funkadelic and King Crimson. A thick broth of art-punk fractured progressive noise, condensed into atonal pop songs free of power chords. Nitro-fuelled avant-jazz rhythms create enough structural form amongst the twisted guitar and off-the-cuff witticisms to provide an uncanny ability to incite dancing! It doesn't matter how wired or weird Bilge Pump get; behind the progressive noise there are clear, distinctive, memorable songs: a rare and winning combination! During their 14 year existence, Bilge Pump have probably played with, dismayed and blown away all your favourite bands (take your pick from Lightning Bolt, Erase Errata, Part Chimp, Trans Am, The Mars Volta, Hella, Foals, Get Hustle, Les Savy Fav, Enon). They recorded several John Peel Sessions (in which Peel is chomping at the bit for more - only very rarely did I hear him quite so enthusiastic). Joe makes custom valve amps for the likes of The Fucking Champs. Brian Chippendale from Lightning Bolt admitted he's a one-trick-drum-pony compared to Bilge’s Neil Turpin in a Pitchfork interview after they played together in 2006. A finer set of indie credentials would be harder to find, as would a band who so evidently don’t give a fuck about them. And frankly, not liking a band with song titles like “Are You There, Jude? It’s Me, Barry” would seem rather churlish. Every now & then you stumble across a band where it’s impossible to tell, in a traditional sense, whether they’re any good or not. All you can tell is that that they’re weird enough to be absolutely wonderful. Kerrang / Every frequency, every drum beat, every riff and every vocal is so tight, caustic, well-tuned, and so addictive, they seem to transcend their human form. Plan B / When they pull another fine riff out of thin air you realise how inspired this trio really are. Rock-a-rolla.

Tracks : 1.Tommy’s Out, 2. I Trampled On David, 3. Tilly’s Balls, 4. Are You There, Jude? It’s me, Barry

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