sludge

Victoria’s Fantasy Creeps take li-fo to new heights (lows?). If your neighbour’s kids were jamming at a BBQ and you stuck your cell-phone over the fence to record it, then you’d have some idea of what we’re talking about. OK, all kidding aside, this is a great thing because the basement quality isn’t just endearing (which it is) but it’s an essential part of the aesthetic here. The rawness of the sound and the band’s ‘fuck the music industry’ attitude IS the take-away. The music itself? Imagine what Black Sabbath would have been like if they’d started out as punks.