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Snake Magnet

Kong

This band are what the word ‘relentless’ was invented for.

From bowel-shuddering scream-anthem Leather Penny (which contains the finest final fifty seconds in rock) to the Babylonian mess that is K(l)ong, Snake Magnet takes the listener’s head apart. Guitars are crushingly sharp - an axe with hammer attachment. Drums surely disintegrate under the best punishment this side of Bonham on amphetamines. And the vocals - ah, the vocals. Indecipherable horror, rage and passion boiling from the guts. The whole constantly sounds on the verge of total Fugazi-cide collapse or adrenaline-induced seizure. I only hope Kong survive until the album’s release - so many cobwebs need their blowing away.

Listen: www.myspace.com/kongdom