STOP THE PRESS: Rock & Roll's Not Dead!

In the tradition of British guitar bands that have always favoured musical substance over superficial style, Portsmouth's Little London are clearing a path to a stage near you, elbowing the competition aside with sturdy riffs, honest lyrics and the smell of whisky and cigarettes.

The Fly Mag:

"A band who ooze charisma. Seeping from every pore is a smugness that comes not from thinking, but from knowing they're good"

Portsmouth News:

"Little London take to the stage. They have all the hip people in to see them tonight and they are not disappointed as they treat us to a truly stunning set. The girls love them, the boys think they're cool and if they continue to play like this, we should see the mainstream press herald them as rock gods."

"Little London basically treated this gig like their most important gig ever, which is presumably what they do everytime they play and that really is no bad thing..."

Little London are all about the live show. They know from years of gig going that the best bands go balls-out to blast a crowd away with energy, conviction and a healthy sense of humour. They have learned from observing the masters recent high-profile support slots (with such acts as Turbonegro and The Datsuns, McQueen, Electric Eel Shock, Towers of London ((who were blown from the stage)) plus a coveted set at the 2006 Isle of Wight festival) have shown they have the guts and power to become masters in their own right.

Imagine The Wildhearts, but heavier; imagine Therapy?, but more fun; imagine The Almighty, but less stuck up. Imagine straight-up metal-tinged rock music: guitars that crunch and soar; bass that punches hard and funky; drums that drive like a trucker on overtime. Now garnish with strong vocals, delivering lyrics about regrets, hangovers and the highs and lows of life on the seamy side, without once resorting to whining. Can you picture that? Good - but you're still not even close.

www.organart.com:

"Little London is the type of band that could knock you dead with the whiff of JD & coke from 50 yards, devilishly handsome and with a nice line in sleaze driven crunching rock"

If you're looking for an antidote to sterile anaemic guitar bands with bad haircuts and chips on their shoulders, relax - Little London are here to take the pain away. The last definitive word should probably go to front-man Dev Crawford himself: "Rock music should be like a thirty-second porn clip: hard, fast, and straight to the lesbians." Amen!

'Stop The Press' Written by Paul "Armchair Anarchist" Raven http://www.velcro-city.co.uk