Album Review The Chats - Get Fucked

There’s no one quite like The Chats. On their second album, ‘GET FUCKED’, they prove that there never will be anyone quite like them, either: they’re pushing the accelerator right to the floor, and there’s no sign of them hitting the brakes any time soon. Opener ‘6L GTR’ is quintessential Chats. A caricature of a suitably deranged persona and an anecdotal origin, it falls on their thrashing guitars and wailing vocals to paint an eerily vivid image. ‘I’ve Been Drunk In Every Pub In Brisbane’ is a rip-roaring highlight, showcasing the group’s ability to immaculately mix truth with absolute nonsense. Their particular brand of punk never pauses for breath: it’s thirteen unabating tracks, fired up on adrenaline and the thrill of just not giving a shit. They fearlessly strike back at the ugly side of surfer culture (‘Emperor Of The Beach’), rage about dodging train fares (‘Ticket Inspector’) and emulate the pounding, spiralling feeling of pressing anxiety (‘Panic Attack’). All of it is done without ever relenting. It’ll have you bracing yourself against the roof of that car, but there’s no mercy here. Instead, you emerge from that brief journey pumped up and ready to go.