Lovecraft

"I really hate to say this but when I think of Widnes I can't help but imagine a certain super-breed of proud aggressive scum. Blokes who either have wives or have
wives that have left them with cans of Carling (wives included). I'm glad they haven't kicked the shit out me for trying to look at them. I know they were involved in something with another band from out of town.

Yeah, yeah but what's the music like son? Well it's actually the complete opposite, the sort of music you might like in hospital after being assaulted because you stupidly tried to visit your mum's grave. The flowers need replacing again. But surprisingly Lovecraft's songs seem to fluoresce out of this dark UK-Town-Hell like shafts of joy. Named after the poet and writer (initials H, P), Lovecraft is pretty much what it says on the tin: A shimmering archipelago providing welcome respite from the thundering surf of human Carling-scum. And by the way I'm not your son. Mate."

by Miles Longworth