If you thought the White Stripes sounded a little sparse, or that Huggy Bear's efforts hung together like a Airfix Kit made by a chimp, then it really is time to snap out of it. Stitch Me Back is hectic, it's shambolic and it is thoroughly exciting. Wild tumbling drums thrash blindly behind a guitar that, if you didn't know better, may well be being played by Albert DeSalvo. The vocals (culled from the playground) give it a worrying yet playful edge that only endears it even further.

Meet Me Eight pulls the reigns in a little, somehow managing to sound like some bezerk hybrid of riotgrrl and thrash metal. It's a little more controlled, but with Ansell and Carter sharing the vocal duties, endlessly calling out "Hey!" like the world's least articulate cheerleaders it retains that schoolyard charm.

If this pair had come up with Wizard Of Oz, Dorothy would probably go on a rampage, stamping on Toto, melting down the Tin Man and kicking the head of that pathetic lion. At that point, where childhood innocence meets random acts of violence, you would find some Blood Red Shoes.

- Sam Shepherd






Blood Red Shoes
"Stitch Me Back/Meet Me At 8"

A. Stitch Me Back
AA. Meet Me At Eight

7" vinyl, limited pressing of 500 numbered copies on heavy vinyl