Royal Trux: Flapper & Firkin, Birmingham
Neil Kulkarni, Melody Maker, 1 December 1999
F***, F***, f***, f***. Try and get hold of the feeling, try and lash it down in blood and spunk just why this did what it's done to you — but no, it's like attempting to get hold of your first high, your first f***. Royal Trux — my god, my god, my god — make everything I've seen since (including the television, the street and the loving bed) look somehow bereft, look like nothing but cynical mediocrity when such natural godliness walks on this planet.
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