The Bucky Rage

If the intention was to portray the band as light-hearted shock-schlockers the Glasgow four-piece’s mission is well and truly accomplished before the CD case is even opened – the foursome staring out from behind (I assume) Mexican wrestling masks.

On record, the theme is maintained. Dirty guitars squall feedback, motorik drums propel the simplest of riff-driven screamathons – and that’s just ‘Wild Bill’ which opens the 12-track release. To be fair, the title track is more tuneful, shorter and to the point. ‘Desperate and Dangerous’ – probably their motto – has a vaguely Hispanic guitar feel which again fits with their love of things central American.
However, gritty, distorted, punk rock in the vein of the Ramones is what they do best and we suspect where their hearts lie – ‘20:20’ is another punk rock singalong only a minute long but actually as good a tune as the rest. ‘Sofa Surfin’ is a Hammond-driven ba-ba-ba 60s throwback kinda thing, sandwiched between ‘RITK2B’ and ‘RITK2F’ – each 15 seconds or so of unintelligible shouting (possibly from behind a mask), so you’re never shortchanged on variety.
‘O Ragin Sea’ is a sinister, spooky, das Kabinet in waltz time, handy for soundtracking your Day of The Dead celebration… ‘Holy Cripes’ is at once jangly and shouty, like a C86 band with ADHD… and ‘Missing Link’ is rockabilly, pretty much in the shape of the Cramps.
In all then, what’s behind the mask may not be pretty, but in the fight for real rock’n’roll you’d want them on your team rather than against you.