Named after the scruffy stretch of north London where they first met, this quartet document the socio-economic particulars of lives lived right here, right now: being stranded, penniless, after the last tube; suffering from political disaffection; engaging with junky whores, chatting up underage art students and more – all in knockabout songs that blend punk, pop, skiffle and ska. It’s not quite The Clash’s ‘public service announcement, with guitars’, but is a creditable enough snapshot of our troubled times.
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