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"HEADLESS RULE: four London girls melding Melvins sludge, Sonic Youth squall and Babes In Toyland screech into a super-intense wall-of-noise that'll level all comers. Forthcoming single 'Stampede' is the peach of the set, a deafening blast of riffage finessed by singer/guitarist Chrissie's Patti Smith yowl. Expect massive things in their future."
Stevie Chick, Kerrang
"Four punk rock valkyries in vintage baby-doll dresses, London's Headless are proof that a lack of musical virtuosity is no barrier when combined with an unquenchable passion for resurrecting rocks grunge diaries. Mining Sonic Youths art noise, Holes pretty/ravaged volume dynamics and Babes In Toylands femme-rock rage as their well-worn inspirations, Headless crowning glory can be found in Chrissie, their living, screaming firebrand of a frontwoman. Some evenings shes to be found rolling around the stage in a primal witch-rock trance, but tonight shes happy to stay static in front of the mic stand, letting her retching guttural snarl do the shouting. Sway ia all lumbering power chords, crashing hi-hats and throat-ripping Cobain catharsis, while future single Stampede sounds like one of Polly Jean Harveys eerie midnight tales being soundtracked by metal goliaths Black Sabbath. In short, its the sort of raw, gnashing noise, we could easily, um, lose our heads over. Boom, tish!"
Krissi Murison, NME
"All female rock band Headless create quite a racket. All four tracks are swamped in glorious distortion, with strong raw growling vocals conjuring up images of an angry P J Harvey in the early days. First track Sway is as catchy as you are gonna get for this type of jarring rock, with the other three tracks going off in Erase Errata-style tangents that are always appropriate. Think late seventies Lydia Lunch with actual songs! 84%!"
Suzi Ireland, Spill Magazine
"Headless miss out on PlayLouder's Single Of The Week accolade by a mere strand of spinal chord and blood vessel for their debut single, 'Sway'. The Headless ladies first three tracks seem to progress further into some twisted, noisy place with every listen. The title track is the vicious snapper, which we very much doubt is directed at the internet-fearing rap chap of the same name; instead it's Hole done through a taut, new wave hook. 'Holy Man' sends itself even more deranged through a sparser sound of cheap keyboards to create something dark and sultry and by the time we reach stand-out track 'Anything', Headless have progressed in a decidedly doomy direction, this song couldn't get any more goth if it was wearing those daft boots with springs in the heels, 15, and from Basingstoke. Great gloom, great gloom."
www.playlouder.com
"And you thought riot grrrl was dead? In truth though, this insolent all-girl quartet from the north of the capital packs a noisier and far more sinister punch than any of those angry young women of the 90's. Reference points aren't too difficult to grasp, chanelling Harvey on the scratching opener and Sioux on the creepier 'Holy Man', but their layers of fucked up guitar create a suffocating sonic peasouper which in a live situation could probably shrivel an indie boy's gonads at twenty paces."
Gerry Ranson, Art Rocker.
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