Pussy Galore – Record Mirror: Dial M (PRESS, UK)

‘Dial M For Motherf***er’, to give it its full title, starts up with a barrage of bleeps censoring an angry flurry of irreverent swearing before getting down to the real business.

An equally irreverent approach to the art of rock ‘n’ roll is the trademark that makes Pussy Galore material so distinctive. Like their last mini-LP, ‘Sugarshit Sharp’, the new record is a bit of a stormer.

Discordant chords, fuzzy guitars, industrial beats on bits of metal, groans, miscellaneous loud noises and growly, gruff vocals; the singer sounding like a man with his guitar stuck in his mouth and, understandably, rather annoyed about it.

Like a bunch of terminally radioactive sludgepiles, this gang of mothers churn out mutant rock that’s experimental as well as primal and base,. The perfect antidote to sickly, twee pop soft drinks, this is a gargle with undiluted drain cleaner. Wild guitars go guitarin’ wildly on suicidal trips, colliding with those vocals, the sound of a muffled singing madman, just dial M… ****

Darren Crook”