lovvers

It’s sweaty, dirty, thrashing punk style anthems from a bunch of lads named, very respectfully: Shaun, Michael, Henry and Stephen. Bless ‘em – I bet their mothers never dreamt of such rock and roll raucousness. Hailing from Nottingham, Lovvers give it pretty damn large – throwing themselves about all over the place. The bespectacled college rockers shirk backwards, unsure what to do as Shaun catapults himself into them, singing into their bewildered faces. Lovvers are so ludicrously energetic that expecting them to stay still long enough to ‘say cheese’ for our photographer is out of the question. Don’t expect their music to give you any breathing space either; just clutch on to that pint, hold on to your sphincter muscles and hope to hell Shaun doesn’t come barraging out at you.