Dressed in black The Hyenas cut a formidable sight. There's one that looks like The Fonz with a mullet, another one who could easily be mistaken for a girl or a boy (to be honest we're confused), and one who looks like they've come "fresh" from a Levellers gig.
Anyway it's not like looks are important - it's the music that counts, right? Ignoring the fact that they've got a carbon copy of Sex Pistols lodged on their website and renamed as Out For Thrills we try and concentrate and not figure out what that boy/girl is.
Dirty Little Love Song starts off like a freakish version of Weezer's Hashpipe put through a Munsters filter. So it's kind of garage punk but without any kind of menace. As for being dirty, it's something of a disappointment. Pleading to have a look between your thighs and then offering to spank your backside is not going to get your pulses racing. The Carry On script writers would have rejected it for being too tame. Still we'd like to extend the offer of having a gander between the thighs of the boy/girl Hyena if only to settle a bet we've got going.
Under Ultra Violet Lights is a considerable improvement. This time they've taken The Stooges and poured it through The Rocky Horror Discombobulater. It's your every day story of stabbing your girlfriend, then dumping her body and keeping her heart (under ultraviolet light). It still about as threatening as a dead fluffy bunny rabbit but it's stupidly catchy, so who are we to complain?