Brace yourself for a raucous earworm pimping with a hammer-drill. This Hate Hurts by Pinc Louds is the sonic equivalent of a glitter cannon fired at your senses. From the get-go, it’s clear the band isn’t here to cuddle your feelings—they’re here to rattle them.
Channelling the spirit of The Creatures’ tribal chaos, the recording wields banging drums like a tantrum in a tin factory. Every beat lands with joyous violence, stomping through the mix like a punk-rock parade in hob-nail boots. Alongside the percussive exuberance come the cheeky fuzzy synths, snarky little gremlins that giggle and fizz, giving the song that bubblegum-gone-feral edge.
But it’s the eccentric high-octane vocals that steal the show with bemusing lyrics like "Chew the gum off my shoe, I wanna feel it, sliding down your throat until it covers the rust". Imagine a gender-mangled Siouxsie Sioux on a trampoline during a sugar rush - pitchy, punchy, and utterly unhinged. The delivery is so delightfully dramatic, it might make your nan grab her pearls and run for the Anderson Shelter; fearing for the end of civilisation.
Like licking battery acid off a sherbet lolly, it’s all gloriously messy and off-the-wall, but somehow, it works. Pinc Louds don’t just play a song; they perform a full-on emotional exorcism with jazz hands and clown feet.
In short: hate hurts, but this track slaps and tickles. Plug it in, turn it up, and let the mayhem begin.