Since their inception in 2020, Nothingheads have been distilling dissonant grooves and etching their mark in the gritty underbelly of the London DIY scene. Their performances are chaotic spectacles, with songs exploring a gamut of themes from Amazonian mines to modern super sewers, and even the surreal concept of gambling in Gethsemane.
Now, this London garage punk juggernaut releases “Blindspot,” a three-minute onslaught of punk fury that hits you before you even know what’s happened. As the lead single from their forthcoming album, The Art of Sod, “Blindspot” is a blistering assault, evoking the raw energies of Public Image Limited, The Fall, The Buzzcocks, and Magazine. It’s a rapid, ferocious statement that leaves an indelible mark, capturing the zeitgeist of frustration and the cyclical folly of repeating our blunders without gleaning any insight.
“We wanted to convey the sadomasochistic satisfaction of anger outbursts,” the band explains. “The howl of walking into a door frame and trying to make sense of the news, slightly painful, no idea who to blame and somewhat confusing.”
Listen to “Blindspot” below:
Having forged a formidable reputation on the UK’s underground live circuit, Nothingheads concoct a guitar-driven brew that straddles the lines between dark post-punk and garage punk. Static noise clashes with monumental riffs and snarling vocals, slicing through the sonic mire.
Following last year’s EP, Sunlit Uplands, the band is set to unveil their debut album, The Art of Sod, on November 8th.
“Blindspot” was recorded, mixed, and mastered by Wayne Adams at Bear Bites Horse. You can also stream the track below:
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