• Louder Than War

    • The Top Fuellers – Psychos On The Beach (Powerglide Records)

      Debut album from The Top Fuellers a band started by Stretch (The Highliners, Shrinking Violets) and Dave Deville (Optic Nerves, Klingonz, Vulture Squadron and The Highliners)…could they then be described as a psychobilly super-group?

      With that background the references to psychobilly, rockabilly raging garage music, drag racing, hot rods, dubs and scooters all washed down with copious amounts of beer were expected; however what I didn’t expect was the level of humour that runs amok throughout…its potent, fire brand stuff that will fire up the slam dancers, opener ‘Psychobilly Hair’ rumbles along, real darkness to this one, however the lyric is delivered in a raw 77’ snot nosed punk fashion, and I’m sure that’s the guitar lick from The Munster’s poking its head from beneath a skyscraper quiff…’Idaho’ plunders King Kurt’s ‘Ghost Rider In The Sky’ the reference to King Kurt is perhaps the nearest comparison should you need one, the entire album is crammed with primitive rock ‘n’ roll anthems, imagine yourself hightailing down an LA highway, careering into a seedy drive in as a re-run of Blackboard Jungle flashes up on the screen…the Top Fuellers are the soundtrack to your journey.

      ‘Whiskey & Beer’ borrows generously from those Ooh Wallah Wallah boys as we are regaled with tales of intoxicated excess fuelled by a deeply resonating sax refrain, nothing subtle about ‘The Nuns Got Plums’ from the mock choir boy start, octane hollered vocals and rabble rousing choruses; title track ‘Psycho’s On The Beach’ seems almost out of place, an apparent lack of humour being replaced with a take of Sham’s finest ‘Borstal Breakout’ moments…its insanely catchy, now were motoring…cops in pursuit; Last Words’ is a real Pistols style chugger that I have returned to again and again.

      ‘La Notre Dei Serpenti’ had me checking for pressing errors…a delicate Spanish guitar before morphing into a Tequila soaked trumpet driven twisted Mariachi instrumental; though Tequila is clearly too sophisticated should you listen to ‘Snakebite’ an ode to the cloudy rocket fuel that we can surely blame for this entire album, an album that provides a welcome distraction to the more serious psychobilly scene.

      Written by Phil Newall
      25 July, 2015