These self-described “socialist-party punk agitators” turned their 2am chats about stuff that pissed them off into album number three – 13 songs in a tight 24 minutes, no fucking about.
“You love to see a girl on top but you hate to see her win” – spits the opening Fuck It. Shut Your Mouth has a Sex Pistols (specifically God Save The Queen) sneer. But Dick Move can also be funny AF (see: Try Hard – “Your mum’s a tryhard/ My dad’s one, too/ The world’s fucked, mate/ That’s all we can do…”).
During Dick Move’s first tour in 2020, they stayed in an Ōtautahi Airbnb where the phrase “Dream, Believe, Achieve” was emblazoned across a naff piece of inspirational ‘art’. Listen out for this album’s title repeated – mantra-like – towards the end of Nurses, which references the Toitū Te Tiriti hīkoi: a nationwide march that shook the Harbour Bridge when hundreds of thousands of Kiwis turned up to oppose the Treaty Principles Bill (“We’re makin’ the bridge shake/ Keep spitting ya hatred/ Well it keeps us tough, motivated”).
Check out our gig guide here.
FYI: Lucy Suttor, Dick Move’s frontperson, is studying to be a nurse.
The rabble-rousing Scared Old Men (“…ban abortions …start wars …own firearms …at the protest …drop bombs …own churches”) takes aim at the patriarchy – apoplectic, both lyrically and instrumentally.
“Thank you, driver” – listeners are reminded to show some appreciation during Up The Bus. Dick Move gives PT cred here – it’s a proper shredfest.
Drummer Luke Boyes will leave Dick Move after this album tour, which increases the urgency to attend tenfold. His powerful, sinuous playing style will be sorely missed.
LABEL: 1:12/FLYING NUN RECORDS
