We’ve been following London’s night-terrifying, black marked woah-fi peddlers Deep Shit for a while now, since that handsome Kev over at No Pain In Pop shone a light on their peaky, rain delayed brand of rusted-through, romantic guitar bombast. “Hector” is the band’s calling card; a bleakly beautiful two minutes or so of static-sodden, stormchasing doomed melody that sparks at the edges with an untameable evil energy that would probably be laying waste to entire orphanage villages in cold blooded killer apocalpytic waves of frenzy-fused electrical fire if it weren’t so well harnessed within the confines of this strangely cute little pop song.

Deep Shit are set to play a NPIP curated show at London’s Old Blue Last on June 6th and you should be there.

Deep Shit – Hector

Photo: Pomeroy