Gloo - A Pathetic Youth album review

Straight outta Littlehampton

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Punk rock. Can’t beat it for combatting those small- town blues. Three chords, an attitude, a set of thumping drums. Sussex punks Gloo hail from Littlehampton – can’t say I envy them that, speaking as a Haywards Heath boy – and their music is suitably bratty, parochial and full of tiny punk- pop gems. Act My Age. Holiday (the video to which is filmed on a local boating pool). No Shit Sally. Punk rock as Ramones and Green Day and Blink 182 wrote it. Trying desperately to escape dead-end existence and, for the space of 28 minutes and 10 songs, succeeding. As they sing on the no-nonsense two-fingered Friday night thrash anthem Pissheads, ‘We’re all pissheads.’ And why the fuck not? Cheesy but lovable. 

Everett True
Everett True

Everett True started life as The Legend!, publishing the fanzine of that name and contributing to NME. Subsequently he wrote for some years for Melody Maker, for whom he wrote seminal pieces about Nirvana and others. He was the co-founder with photographer Steve Gullick of Careless Talk Costs Lives, a deliberately short-lived publication designed to be the antidote to the established UK music magazines.