Part Chimp

In the psychic wastelands of the 21st century, one particular sonic force looms large.

Transcendental like the malignant force that fuels the zombie movies of lore, Part Chimp have made it their business to shake speaker-stacks, fry brains and induce jouissance and tinnitus alike across the UK. Yet whilst their legendary status as primal paragons of the riff has been largely a fixture of the vinyl-stacks and battered amps of the underground, Drool - their fifth and perhaps finest transmission thus far - has other ideas.

Drool is everything that makes Part Chimp the most intimidating primate fit to lay waste to a city near you. It is a fearsome testimony to a band with a skewed melodic skill to match their mighty potency. Echoes of their forebears - the ornery prehistoric lurch of Melvins and the droogy ur-clang of Sonic Youth among them - can be distantly discerned, yet they're now drowned out by an individual assault as pulverising as invigorating, nihilistic yet life-affirming.

At the heart of the zombified stomp of 'Back From The Dead', the narcotised drawl of 'Drool', and the krautpunk rocket of 'Up, With Notes' is not just a gratuitous celebration of fuzz and volume for their own sake but the alchemy that can be achieved with simple ingredients and sleight of hand. Guitarist and vocalist Tim Cedar sums up the raison d'être of Chimp as "the stupid amounts of fun you can have with very loud amps, stupid tunings, weird pedals and weird people. That inspires us"