Pulled Apart By Horses are the perfect band. They are absolutely everything the industry, the scene, you and I need in our lives. Not because they stand for anything. Not even because they stand for nothing. They are perfect because they’re just a solid, immense rock band with no great intentions, and so perverse you know they’ll be around for a little while. Or maybe not. Who cares. They’re here now, and while they are, you know they’re gonna make all manner of ungodly racket. If it ain’t broke don’t fix it, and even if it is then still don’t fix it cause it sounds kind of cool like that.
And they didn’t. This is the same staple diet of bitcrushed QOTSAish riff-bones they’ve been gnawing at for the past 5 years. There’s probably some meaning in the lyrics, but fuck knows what they are. You can barely hear them. But when Tom Hudson quite literally spells out the word “V.E.N.O.M.”, under/over/sliding between the legs of yet another obscenely timeless riff, it’s taken somewhat as a given that you go a bit mental and smash a window. The guitars sound like a splintered pub bartop, the bass needs a strepsil, and it’s all so much fun that you can’t even finish writing a review for the album cause you keep stopping to have a little finger dance (you know, the one where you tap the side of the keyboard and head-bob a little bit?).
Buy this album. Actually, [re]fall in love, go to a show and get vomited on cause they often vomit on people, then buy this album and a t-shirt at the merch stand, so you have something to change into.
Released on 20th January 2012 by Transgressive Records