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There is no band on Earth or elsewhere like Half Man Half Biscuit, the deadpan satirists of small-town life from the Wirral — that unassuming New Jersey over the water from Liverpool’s pulsating Manhattan. Originally lumped in with the indie-pop bands of NME’s C86 micro-scene (Stump, Bogshed, Close Lobsters etc.), they outlasted them all and in the early 2000s revealed a hitherto unsuspected facility with traditional English song. As prime mover Nigel Blackwell’s lyrical attention moved from daytime TV and lower-league footballers toward the new middle classes and village life, his worldview has darkened like a quality whiskey. Today HMHB are closer in spirit to playwright Alan Bennett, filmmaker Mike Leigh or English satirist Chris Morris than to any other rock band. By some distance, they’re the funniest entity in recorded music.
90 Bisodol (Crimond), their 11th album, steps away from the Drivetime FM-rock tunefulness of 2008 CSI: Ambleside and digs into a post-Pixies, middle-aged Joy Division thrash. The strikingly ferocious music makes many a younger band sound ingratiating, but as always, the words are the main event. 90 Bisodol combines gentle absurdity with spot-on jeremiads against sundry contemporary horrors: self-regarding rock bands, TV home-improvement pundits, showy weddings, overcomplicated… read more »