If you’re looking for something to play to the pub, at the pub and on the way home (hopefully in a Taxi) from the pub than look no further than the band with the weirdest name ever, Neck. Neck at first listen might sound a bit like Flogging Molly or Dropkick Murphy’s, but when they kick out hard pub anthems about drinking and fighting it doesn’t much matter. The rough and tumble boys do a bit of everything on their new album, and in most aspects they do it spot on.
Come Out Fighting should be played for UFC matches, it’s punk style guitars and aggressive nature separate the track from a lot of the album. I really enjoyed Hello Jakey a lot, and found myself singing it while walking to get my mail every morning. Ourselved Alone is played so damn fast that it reminds me a lot more of something Iggy Popp would have put out than this band. This is what makes this Neck album so amazing, each song is better than the next, from the ballad The Homes of Donega to the fast paced jig Barely Hair. This is about the most skinhead band I’ve seen in a decade. I simply fell in love with Neck. If you don’t rock this album than you’re no longer cool.















