“Tin Woodman have gone and resurrected the synthesised camp scifi souls of Midnight Juggernauts, Bondage Fairies and The B52s, and produced this it-thing of a single…”
Scifi
“There’s enough cosmic glitter to convince Major Tom to break out his crash landing spandex, and more than enough sunshine buttery smoothness to ease out the bumps on the way…”
“Monsters’ is equal parts subculture cool, passive violence and vintage geek chik.”
“There’s pop punk and glam, there’s huge swathes of pomp against orchestral swells, there’s wit not just in words but in music. It’s overblown, bloated and beautiful, with a Bat Out Of Hell next of kin.”
“Only duct tape and whatever substance comes to hand holds these scifi dumb punk songs together… Produced on a dime, it’s strip thin and loose, it’s a throwback to all types of uber-cool sub genres for those who love cheap punk and pleasures.”
The Bodega’s gone dayglow. Neon rimmed specs at ready. Cameras are snapping at the pre-Henge show build up through prisms for retro effects. They catch alien spikes made of sprayed woven hair and fairy lights stitched into clothing, I look around at the faithful and made-up I and flash back to festival memories…
Rats on the Run 