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Mastered at NLBF: Illegal Leather “Raw Meat” on Dead Beat Records.

Released October 1, 2021

“Illegal Leather- Raw Meat LP.  Illegal Leather are fronted by the one and only Marco Palumbo AKA Terminal Gagger, lead screamer of the seminal UK punk band the Gaggers. And his uncharacteristic vocals are so immediately recognizable on Illegal Leather’s debut full length ‘Raw Meat’. Marco goes back to his roots, here, playing a similar ferocious hybrid of the guitars gnashing, lewd ‘n crude Punk Rock filth that made the Gaggers such a household name over a decade ago. With slashing guitars, throbbing bass and Marco’s caustic sneering vocals, Terminal Gagger’s vile, apathetic lyrics show his vitriolic silver tongue hasn’t waned with age. Illegal Leather’s muscular melodies and alluringly creative song writing are instantly catchy, and there’s more than enough vocal spit in the mix to satisfy any fans of Marcos previous bands including the Gaggers, Miscalculations, Disco Lepers and La Rabbia. ‘Raw Meat’ delivers a dozen oozing cuts of supercharged, menacing, bulldozer Punk that’s equal parts attitude, aggression and electricity with loud, blaring guitars driven by one of the crudest guitar tones I’ve heard in years. A fantastic slab of totally fucked Punk Rock that’ll sidle up nicely next to your Pagans, Reatards, Electric Eels and Spits records with eye-popping artwork by Terminal Gagger himself. A misanthropic masterpiece from London’s finest including a handy pull-out, lyrics sheet insert to boot.

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COLD MEAT

Mixing Cold Meat “Jimmy’s Lipstick” on Helta Skelta Records and Static Shock Records.

“The debut 7″ from this new band from Perth, Australia. Cold Meat bring you four tracks of snotty, snarky feminist punk which takes cues from somewhere in between the electric eels and the Nixe, as well as contemporary London punk. Although, really, this is just raw terse punk played with a certain amount of aggression and despair. You can feel years of anger and frustration condensed down into a four track / nine minute fuck you to toxic relationships, subjection and self doubt.”