There are bands that collide. Bands that swerve. They come close to their target and they blink. They twist in horror at the idea of their flesh mixing with the listener. The Sleaford Mods have no such fear. They drive, drive, drive. In a sound reminiscent of the immortal Longtooth and Wasterman at their very best, the Sleaford Mods are much better than Sleaford, and marginally better than mods.
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