Here’s what they had to say…

Yes, the whole garage thing played out a long time ago. A long time ago in “fad years,” anyway. But there’s something about music played with immediacy and attitude that just doesn’t go out of style.

Being British, the Heys sharpen the garage sound to a fine edge and then provide one hell of a shave. These are songs stripped down to their barest elements: power, melody and electricity.

Oh, and they’re good. The Heys know how to kick out the hooks, and more importantly, these songs are decadent examples of exceptional rhythmic grooves. In other words, shaking your ass is required.

Not the next coming of anything in particular, but awfully tight and refined in such a way as to maximize the pleasure. Just in time for summer.

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