After blowing Rebellion Festival away with an incendiary comedic set of thrash punk delights early this month, Pizzatramp lay down their (allegedly) last album and treat us to the first slice with The Slam, a hardcore cut slower than their usual 100 mile an hour stuff, yet still as powerful with Jimmy’s two chord shouting and abnormal lyrics which I decipher is his take on bullies in the moshpit. Read on…
Mr. Slam is the first single taken from the new album The Last Supper. It is about Jimmy’s overwhelming desire to become Vinnie Stigma from Agnostic Front after falling in love with him upon seeing the ‘Godfathers Of Hardcore’ documentary.
As usual, Pizzatramp completely forgot how disorganised they are and failed to make the music video they had meticulously planned and story boarded, and instead opted to just take Jimmy’s kids down Caldicot industrial estate for half an hour and let them make it instead. More filming was planned, but they joined some sort of union and refused to do any more work without renumeration, so this will have to do. They promise to try harder next time (Pizzatramp that is, not Jimmy’s kids).
Lyrics:
Let’s go, Don’t need opportunity, Windmills in the face of adversity, Before I join this slamming community, Need a name for the hard man fraternity
Got spin kicks, Big tricks, Pure sick backflips, I’m on the Jean-Claude Van Damme kick box plan, You know who I am?
I’m Mr. Slam
This gig’s full of hockey vests and Monster drinks, More drips than my kitchen sink, Won’t see me coming with my brand new moves, Check out my two-step I got something to prove
All elbows, Big blows, Bust nose, Too slow, I’m a ram bam batter ram Macho Man, You know who I am?
I’m Mr. Slam
I’m gonna open this pit up like a tin of beans motherfuckers, You better be scared, You best start running, All you pretenders please step away from the pit
Cos now you know who I am, I’m Mr. Slam
That’s Mr. Fucking Slam to you motherfucker
‘The Last Supper’ is set for release on the 18th September on vinyl, CD and tape.
Pizzatramp (Pizza Tramp?) continue to be the greatest punk band the U.K has to offer, and have decided it is about time somebody else had a chance. The Last Supper will be their last album, and the band will end at some point in 2025. This had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that Jim might die if the band carried on, and everything to do with the fact that final tours and albums can be lucrative.
“You can expect it to sound just like the last one, but with even more swearing, faster drums and at least one song about frying Nigel Farage’s testicles” says guitarist and vocalist Jim. In true Pizzatramp fashion, he warns that you should “preorder at own risk, refunds are not available and quite frankly you can all go and fuck yourselves. But thanks for the support obvs xxx.”
The Last Supper was recorded at Pizzatramp HQ, which is a chicken coop with an extension lead off the A48 in South Wales. It was mixed and mastered by the mixing master Ben Hannah at Organworks in Leeds.
You can now pre-order the album on three vinyl variants (rainbow splatter, orange in clear, and random eco mix), CD and tape from TNSrecords here
Forewords by Wayne Carey, Reviews Editor for Louder Than War. His author profile is here
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