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The Peckham Cowboys-10 tales from is an impressive capital city, and lurking beneath the surface of such a multitude of cultural exploits is a resounding collective of talented souls.  An example of that point can be found in this bunch of reprobates who are celebrating the result of their most recent creative collaboration.

number two possesses the  of a drunken ant roaming the undergrowth nonchalantly to a nest that vibrates to the roar of unadulterated n’roll.  Some may describe their sound as ‘raw sleaze’ as it carries the vibes of quintessential English bands like the Rolling Stones, and The Dogs D’Amour groping the of Guns N’Roses, Hanoi and any other of their ilk that you can think of.

The magic ingredient that sets this track apart from many other pretenders in this sub-genre is their truth; their sincere and honest approach to both the lyrics and the music.  Taking the music for example, there are moments of other influences which are soaked in the streets exhibiting various forms of culture for bystanders to sink their and ears in to.  Imagine if you will the presence of Town by The Specials creeping in to The Peckham Cowboys’ song Don’t Damn The Hypnotist; the full on n’roll and chant-a-long chorus of Bromley Girls plus -flavor of their single The Debt Collector.

Quarantined starts out like an outtake from their 2011 debut album Flog It! but settles in to the mindset of what 10 Tales From The Gin Palace is all about.  She was on Me carries the flag for being the longest track nestled within the on display, and is unable to hide its barroom sensibilities, stinking of cigarettes and stained by spilled beer.

With a line- consisting of hardened players in a previous chapter of their musical existence with the  Band, Primal Scream, The Quireboys, and too many to list, you get the sense that the results of 10 Tales From The Gin Palace aren’t necessarily happy accidents; more like a natural outcome from the dynamics and chemistry that make this constantly evolving English n’roll band.

Do your ears a favor and search for this gem of an album; and pretend that you’re in a pub watching the guys throw some moves and stagger around in a chemical haze.  You won’t regret it if you like a little brass, harmonica, some keys, plenty of and some solid bass with various percussion in tangent with the effortless of attitude.

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