Tainted Lunch

Warmduscher return. Heavy metals. Disco Peanuts. CCTV in the break room. A little something to get you through the week. There's enough to go around. Revenge is a dish best served bold. Melt in the mouth disco basslines on a fragrant bed of feedback. Try it with the boom bap tapenade. Here for a good time, not a long time. If you made your way out of Whale City with your faculties intact, this one's for you. Clams Baker, Lightnin' Jack Everett, Mr Salt Fingers Lovecraft and The Witherer have been joined by Quicksand on cutting board and cheese wire and commis chef Cheeks on vibes. They've been cooking. Michelin stars. The finest ingredients money can buy: Kool Keith and Iggy Pop. Funk, punk, hip-hop and lounge rock. Love is real. Band biographer and revered botanist Dr Alan Goldfarb describes the album as 'a sample hole through which to taste another universe. A dramatic warning. A gilded aroma. It is a tale of wanton desire and limitless treachery. A tale of disillusionment ' the refusal of exploitation.' Tainted Love was recorded in just four days, with soupe du jour Dan Carey (Kate Tempest, black midi, Fontaines DC). Warmduscher continue to live on their razor-sharp wits. Or as Clams Baker puts it 'there's no way to stop now'. Delivering the goods you never knew you needed. If you can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen.