Filled with fiery politics at its forefront, and opening track ‘Bad Apple’ dives in at the deep end. Initiating the listener with blaring sirens and distorted bass, before splintering into a raging breakbeat as vocalist Phoebe Lunny proceeds to tear down the British police force, ensuring that no issue or problem with the institution is left undiscussed. To accompany the scathing lyricism that Lunny lays down throughout the album, the instrumentals of each track can be equally as ferocious. It certainly seems as though bassist Lilly Macieira has grown increasingly more confident, with a willingness to explore a breadth of styles that helps to diversify each track from the others.
The anger on display in the opener doesn’t dissipate soon either, ‘Company Culture’ discusses the gross actions of men in professional environments, while ‘Big Dick Energy’ tackles men that pose as caring about women’s issues, but as a ruse to try and make themselves more attractive.. While the album on its surface is so outwardly aggressive, there are layers of introspection that show a new level of depth to the duo’s writing, from the battle to express queerness in such a volatile, queerphobic society on ‘No Homo’, the narration of a battle with an eating disorder on ‘Nothing Tastes As Good As It Feels’, or the experiences of trying to fit in with an undiagnosed condition on “Special, Different.’ Who Let The Dogs Out” is a serious punk album that does well to remain witty and smart even when faced with the world’s biggest issues. It should and hopefully will put the duo right at the forefront of modern punk trailblazers.
Lambrini Girls are a buzzy Brighton punk duo leading the fight for change
The world is on fire, and on their debut album, the Brighton punk-heroes respond by bringing an Exocet missile to a gunfight. Ferocious and funny, their endlessly quotable lyrics skewer police brutality, misogyny and nepo babies over exhilarating barbed-wire riffs, while the riotous party-starting electroclash of ‘Cuntology 101’ provides an empowering (and joyously sweary) manifesto.
With in-your-face and bombastic by design, you can expect Lambrini Girls‘ Phoebe Lunny to spend most of the gig in the crowd. Their loose, jagged brand of punk continues to call out the abuse, transphobia and misogyny that’s plagued their local scene and beyond for far too long. Their fight for safer, inclusive spaces is one worth rallying behind.
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