Rock can go two ways. On the one hand you have the boundless narcissism and delusional egos of Vince Neil and Axl Rose, where their very existence as musicians seems pretty much dependent on their own sense of self worth*. On the other, you have the underwhelming, self-deprecating breed of genius. London’s Kit Trigg very much falls in the second camp.
Comprised of Kit and Nic, who assure us “we’re fucking terrible”. An expanded description offers little more info, telling us “we’re fucking terrible”. They seem pretty set on the idea… You may also be interested to know that they enjoy “exploding”, and “running really fast” as well as the usual stuff like music, poetry, wrecking shit and crying. Oh yeah, they like sex too. Actually Kit and Nic sound a lot like my teenage relationships.
But, don’t let them fool you. Kit Trigg’s Thrasher EP is one of the best things I’ve heard in a long time. Very much blues rock, the limited options of guitar, vocals and drums are hardly lacking. Grounded in deep, gritty riffs that explode into overblown and overdriven thrash, Kit’s vocals are like Little Richard dragged over broken glass.
The title track is an awesome mix of deep blues and raw punk meltdowns, riddled with beautiful guitar work. Followed by Loser which launches out pure high octane thrash before descending into a lead-weight Stevie Ray Vaughn. Coming back down on Rolling Lady, Trigg ventures into a more soulful place that blends blues with roots and soul, bringing harmonics and a restful pace.
Back to some deep blues melodies, mournful and velvety guitar work opens up Bad. Six minutes drives by while Trigg works his way through heart wrenching vocals, delicate riffs and huge amounts of gain once the drums kick in and the guitar starts wailing. It’s a pretty incredible noise from the small outfit, and the most incredible vocals I have come across all year.
Previous releases I Feel So Much Better and Lucky Smile are also well worth listening to. Channelling some definite Nirvana feels with wrenching vocals and oscillating energy. If you’re in London, you can catch Kit and Nic live at The Victoria, Dalston on September 14.
*I’m sorry… I still fucking love Mötley Crüe, and Guns ‘N Roses. Not as much as they love themselves, but I don’t even fucking care. Sorry for all the swearing.