Oki so, right now I’m offering up to Ganesh, Allah, Bill Gates, Pat Kenny, anyone. PLEASE send me a babysitter so I can gloriously revel in the frenzied stoner rock tonight in tbmc (must I call it the Button Factory? Boooo…)

Forget poxy ticketmaster and €28 tix. A fiver and your rattiest lumberjack shirt will get you Hot Sprockets, Hassle Merchants and a bastard of a hangover. Be prepared to lose the shirt and find yourself stranded in Glencullen.
I’m not so bothered about HM, who wowed plenty at HWCH and certainly know how to rock shit up but they seem more a parody of Mighty Stef tunes laced with outrageous gestures (their most recent publicity ploy was breaching the peace in Temple Bar Square in late September) to garner a stronger fanbase. I saw the Sprockets’ at the very beginning of 2007 and they’ve stuck in my head ever since, no mean feat considering I’ve seen over a hundred other acts this year. Their publicity methods are strictly limited to cattle-branding rock a new a-hole with scratchy vocals and galloping basslines and is rapidly coralling herds of moo-eyed followers across the country. Much more original, expect to see the tables turn in terms of support acts within a few months. Check their MySpace for four free downloads of songs sexy enough to make you love your sister in a bad way…

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