The Sticks
We had a nightmare the other day where we were trapped on a dodgem car that wouldn’t stop. In the next car was Link Wray, a malevolent gleam on his fizzog. By the side lurked an aged woman hammering a cheese-grater against the metal edge of the ride, cackling in a frenzy. Then we woke up and realised we were listening to Brighton’s finest lo-fi avant-garage troupe, The Sticks.
Youtube
Image Gallery