Scotland’s own Media Whores are a peculiar bunch. They don’t jockey for attention as their name might suggest. Instead, they play a hugely likeable mutation of rock ‘n’ roll with lyrics that dare to challenge the ordinary. If Whorepresents is representative of what’s to come from the band, then it’s time to get excited.
Chances are good that listening to “I’m On” whilst taking the night train to London will get you arrested. Certain types of dancing are frowned upon in this nanny state and they only punish the good types. This song may be describing a train journey, but it’s no slow-burner. Good start.
“Zero Tolerance” takes us through the bleak, the absurd and the abhorrent while suckerpunching us with its chorus. Even the most misanthropic punk rocker might take fright upon examining the lyrics but he probably won’t mind as long as he can sing along.
“Burn Out Suns” assumes the form of a long lost Television or Replacements track. Unlike the previous two songs, the heartbeat is easy to detect. It’s not a punk rock song in the sense that the previous two were, but it’s still bloody good.
The Media Whores know the score. Don’t say you haven’t been warned.