The Battery Farm are a Manchester based Doom Punk band. Forgive my ignorance but I didn’t really know that was a genre. Once I heard it I have to say it does exactly what it says on the tin. It is low budget, snarling, attitude filled music, but delivered a little slower and gloomier than your Sham 69 or Buzzcocks.
And what’s not to like about that?
This is music which needs to be played on crappy speakers or in your Ford Escort to really get the benefit. It’s never going to worry Kanye or Miss Swift, but it certainly has a place in the world.
The drums sound gritty with lots of crashing cymbals, the guitars drone out slow eerie chords and the lyrics are catchy. I could moan on for twenty minutes about how to improve the sound quality of this track but nobody told T.S. Lowry that his paintings of stick men were a mess, and he should actually be doing sunrises (don’t quote me on that as I’m just guessing).
This is meant to sound grungy and it hits the spot in my book. Although the reversed vocal at the end got a little surreal for my taste.
If you are looking for glossy, high end rock then this is not for you but if you want to sit outside on a sunny day listening to something interesting, that will probably annoy the neighbours then The Battery Farm are for you.