Ok you’ve got me. I have no fucking clue what the hell this is all about if I’m honest.
There are baroque sounding lead vocals over twangy western guitar riffs and a stomp-a-long military beat, visually there’s a whole host of sub-bondage kink and innuendo – the PVC and leather cowboy wear by way of 1980’s New Romantic’s, Frankie Goes to Hollywood, Sigue Sigue Sputnik or 70’s glam the working mens club years – ie Mud/Slade/fat Bolan.
It’s weird and probably a fleeting fancy with some industry types besotted with the ‘next big thing’, honestly they seem mad enough to give it a good go. Or implode in a poppers induced gang bang, mud wrestling Adam Ant.
Ride ’em cowboy. Watch the weirdness unfold here:
