Two white prats dressing in all white using imagery of all-white animals as avatars call themselves Slaves, produce awfully shite punk with about as much edge as Boris Johnson’s barber’s scissors. An outright travesty, even by NME buzz band standards. Hopefully they’ll fade away before we’re subjected to a Falls Festival appearance. Don’t want to even think about the prospect of Laneway billing.
Slaves : Cheer Up London
