Twelve helpings of lo-fi synth-driven grunge pop whipped into a froth and served with a bratty attitude - and you want to be nice, or it will probably come with an extra spattering of spit on the top, too. Or, to use the band's own more graphic approach, they're likely to pull off your arms and play in your blood.
Bursting with sarcasm, angst and revenge fantasies, 'The Body of Christ', produce by Gang of Four’s Andy Gill, is effervescent and exuberant, and also petulant and stroppy. It's also good fun for the most part, with quirky, off-beat humour sprayed all over the spiky pop tuneage, as demonstrated in titles like 'Kathmandu (Face It, You're Caviar, I'm Hotdogs)',' Waking Up With Robocop' and 'Thank God You Weren't Thirsty (Lightbulb)'.
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The lyrics may be of variable quality, but these kids certainly know how to swear. More often than not, the effect is amusing rather than shocking, but I rather suspect that’s the whole point. It's not big and it's not especially clever, and it's certainly not the most grown-up album you're going to hear. But that's precisely the point: Fight Like Apes are young, loud and snotty, and they don't give a fuck. Good on 'em.
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