"They forgot the roll and they only kept the rock. The roll’s the whole damn thing dude, the rock is nothing, deal with it, the roll is king. Unfortunately most cats don’t get behind the roll." – Keith Richards

The Stolen Coda are a rock ‘n’ roll band, with emphasis on the roll. The off-beat. The vital element that causes music to swagger and swing. Something traced right back to the Mississippi Delta where the polyrhythms of African music evolved into The Blues, the music which is the very heartbeat of all great rock ‘n’ roll. This vital element is there for all to hear in the acoustic Delta Blues of Robert Johnson, to the electric Chicago Blues of Muddy Waters, the early Rock ‘n’ Roll of Chuck Berry, right through to the great rock music of Led Zeppelin, The Rolling Stones, Aerosmith and The White Stripes. It’s always there, ever present. As Muddy Waters said, “The Blues had a baby and they called it Rock ‘n’ Roll".

The aim of The Stolen Coda is to continue the evolution of this great music, pooling together the individual talents and influences of all four band members to create a new contemporary slant on the music we love. In the short time we have been together we have already developed a highly distinctive sound that is The Stolen Coda’s own.

Sound Check with Chris Moss (Article from The Harlow Star)

SOUND LIKE: The monstrous, illegitimate love child of a Cream/Traffic union jamming with Wolfmother.

"ALREADY legends of the Harlow music scene, the four-pronged blues rock assault that is The Stolen Coda release their second demo EP, The Flamin' Hands Bar. But is it worth a listen? Sound Check gave it a spin on the office gramophone to find out what all the fuss was about.

Blues rock has had a rough time of late. Buoyed by the seemingly unstoppable rise of The White Stripes et al during NME's misguided 'New Rock Revolution' in the early noughties, the genre took a kick in the teeth when kids cut their hair, picked up keyboards and started dancing to LCD Soundsystem instead.

But The Stolen Coda would beg to differ, with their new four-track EP keeping the home fires burning for the return of the Devil's own music.

Masterfully channelling diverse influences into a primal blues howl, these are four young men on a tireless mission to challenge the beardy, dad-rock typecasting unfairly attributed to their sound.

Coming on like a forgotten Led Zep number, the rumbling, feral growl of Chief Flamin' Hands combines riffs as big as buildings with an epic percussive sensibility, while Stevie Winwood would be proud of the hazy ballad Edge Of The Universe - a psychedelic paean that gives a nod to Traffic's 40,000 Headmen.

So dust off your leathers and stop washing your hair - The Stolen Coda are here to rattle your bones and shake up your prejudices."

- Chris Moss

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Review of 'The Flamin' Hands Bar' EP from Music-zine

- Carrie Fane

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