The start of something massive.
We all need a jolt in the arm at the moment. We’ve got an utter piss-storm brewing in the US, politicians who can’t tell their arse from their elbow and a bunch of fucking clowns running all over the place. Someone needs to just drop a hit and shake it all up. Thank the lord, then, for King Nun.
The London quartet, all only 18 years of age, know how to make an impact. ‘Tulip’ may be their debut release, but already they’ve packed in more adrenaline and purpose in a number than most bands ever achieve in their careers. Twisting with scuzz, fuzz and a guttural punch that would bring Mike Tyson to his knees, it’s bursting with life and energy - a direct call to get up off your feet and fight for life.
It’s all packaged in an unavoidably catchy coating, served up to turn October into ground zero. The start of something massive and the moment where things got well and truly fun around here.
And christ, we love a bit of fun. Jamie Muir