A tidy little ECSR chug in the verse and a fuckin’ corker of a chorus come together to make Plastic, a resounding hate-letter from garage punks Drunk Mums. The disdain of “YOU ARRRRE. A PIECE OF PLAS-TIC” flecks spittle right in yer eye, and you’re too busy shouting along to blink. Good shit.
Drunk Mums : Plastic
