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«The first time I met Syk Panikk (Sick Panic) their drummer had never played by himself, the bass player kept time but not tune, the guitarist played as if his dad, Mussolini, had kept him and his guitar trapped in a hole for a decade, dipped him in acid, and placed him on stage, and the singer… one hand in his pocket we could barely sense his toe tapping whilst spitting out words – like some teenage mutant Mark E. Smith possessed by Iggy.
And they were still in secondary school.
Syk Panikk makes all of us who hated our teens want to invent a time machine, travel back, and make up for lost years. Why fumble blind through your prime time, when you could kick some fucking ass ‘till you’re old enough?
Syk Panikk knows how it’s done.»
Redd'æ sjøl - kvinner og barn til sist.
Booking: eivind@wehaterecords.com
+47 97081397
