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When asked to describe the pulsating electro theatrics of The Dirty Disco, webzine New-Noise.net had this advice: “Imagine… A heavy metal record written by Britney Spears”. And they weren’t far from the mark. What they neglected to mention was this Britney Spears would also have to have a penchant for bad acid, more than a passing interest in the happenings of back-street Soho and a unique way of fusing gyrating electronica with infectious pop hooks.
Signed after only one gig, The Dirty Disco’s theatrical and more-than-slightly subversive live shows have earned them a die-hard following in what seems like the blink of a mascara smeared eye; testament to their ability to write the kind of songs that suck the listener in after a single play, only to linger with more seditious intent than a truck-stop lollygag with a fistful of methamphetamine.
With their self-produced debut single “RetroseXXXual / Dirty Disco” available now on Worst Case Scenario Records – accompanied by a suitably degenerate promo clip – and an extensive set of live dates lined-up throughout the summer, it seems inevitable that The Dirty Disco will be carving a trail of smeared Day-Glo makeup straight to the unsuspecting subconscious of the nation.The question is, are you ready for The Dirty Disco?