Gentlemen, start your engines. Glasgow's She's Hit take their name from a Birthday Party song and sound like they've been marinaded in engine oil, dirty drugs and Lux Interior's guitar case. Only the finest, most bottled up to explode psychobilly here, plus a wodge of Pere Ubu's approaching menace. With 80s Matchbox B-Line Disaster having recently called it a day, their spiritual cousins have an album ready to go in June which could see them fill the claustrophobic gap.
Shimmer Shimmer by She's Hit