Posted in music on May 6, 2014

by Bill Pearis

Sleaford Mods

Somewhere between punk, hiphop and spoken word lie UK duo Sleaford Mods. (They are neither mods, nor from Sleaford. They're from Nottingham.) Jason Williamson spews a tapestry of bile over low-tech, muscular backing by Andrew Fearn, the result is somewhere between The Fall, McClusky, Happy Mondays and John Cooper Clark. The pair have been making music for eight years now but really started to get attention with last year's terrific Austerity Dogs and look to go even wider with the just released Divide and Exit. On it Sleaford Mods are in full rebellion mode. Who against? Whadda you got? Like Protomartyr's Joe Casey, Williamson hold equal contempt for the rich, conservatives, liberals, phonies in general, idiots, "jolly fuckers," etc all via a nonstop torrent of brilliantly, hilariously profane lyrics. You can stream Divide and Exit in full below.

For more on Sleaford Mods, the album was recently reviewed at The Talkhouse by Luke Haines (of Autuers and Black Box Recorder, who we just interviewed). It's a great read, here's a sample:

The fucking words are all over the Sleafords' newest, best and most brutal album so far: Divide and Exit. Relentless words. Incontinent. Fucking everywhere -- like a madwoman's shit. Scatological, psychotic, sociopathic, wise, even. The words only stop when Williamson runs out of breath, just in time for Fearn to play a super-dense retardo keyboard solo, or the stupidest riff that anyone has ever come up with. (Riffs that, by most people's standards, would have been discarded as "useless.") In Sleaford Mods' hands even the most pony riff is gold. And the words keep coming: "I ain't no mouthy baker/The cake ain't for me/A four-pint punter in the Chinese." There are drugs everywhere, mainly bleak ("bleak" is a very Sleaford Mods word) -- tales of crap gack, crap crack, and crap smack. Everything is bleak in Sleaford Mods' world, everyone is below the breadline and almost everyone is a cunt. It's also very funny and surreal. "Findus crispy human finger... 100% cod. Fuck off!" or "The Prime Minister's face hanging in the fucking clouds, like Gary Oldman's face in Dracula." There's even an excellent ditty about clothes designer Paul Smith ("Smithy"): "Sir Paul, you can find binspiration [sic] in everything/The recyclable black bins of dog shit an angel sings." From the poetic, to the scatological, to the banal: "I waste time flicking bogeys," ponders Williamson philosophically. I don't want the words to ever end.
Sleaford Mods have yet to invade North America but hopefully soon. Until then, stream the new album plus check out other videos and streams, below...


Sleaford Mods - Jolly F*cker

Donkey by Sleaford Mods



Comments (13)

This makes me want to eat pickled onions and drink me a Guinness.

Posted by Anonymous | May 6, 2014 3:28 PM

Oh man, listening to that gave me a jolly headache.

Posted by Anonymous | May 6, 2014 3:29 PM

So you're telling me that the guy in the top picture got a haircut, hopped out of the chair, looked in the mirror and thought "cheerio mate great haircut"

Posted by Anonymous | May 6, 2014 3:33 PM

You totally know dude on the right is grabbing his junk and talks all wannabe gansta and shit

Posted by Anonymous | May 6, 2014 3:39 PM

I get knocked down, but I get up again, you're never gonna keep me down!

Posted by Anonymous | May 6, 2014 6:38 PM

fuck yeah that shirt is buttoned all the way up and that's a motherfucking snapback I just bought two of these shits

Posted by Anonymous | May 6, 2014 6:39 PM

as to chumbawumba there's a lyric on Sleaford Mods' new album: "Chumbawamba weren't political, they were just crap"

Posted by Anonymous | May 6, 2014 7:43 PM

Old chumbawamba is really amazing stuff.

Posted by Anonymous | May 6, 2014 8:15 PM

4 Real

Posted by Anonymous | May 6, 2014 9:17 PM

I could appreciate this shit and what these guys are going for. Especially when considering the current musical landscape.

Posted by Anonymous | May 8, 2014 10:33 AM

amazing.... chubbed up, great album

Posted by dan harrison | May 8, 2014 12:55 PM

Worst thing to happen to music in a long time

It's like if the streets and john cooper Clarke had a retarded kid with no talent.

People who think they are the saviours of music should be hung.

Total fucking shit

Posted by Anonymous | May 9, 2014 9:41 PM

Can we get a Kickstarter going to raise money for their much needed psychiatric evaluation? #helpsleafordmods2014

Posted by Anonymous | May 9, 2014 10:29 PM

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