“Percy don’t piss about. They’ve been at it long enough that they can pretty much plug ‘n’ play, and you pretty much know what you’re going to get from one of the most consistent bands on the circuit: workmanlike is by no means an insult in context of their Fall-influenced kitchen sink grouchfests. Does the delivery help or hinder? It’s probably appealing and off putting in equal measure – like they give a fuck. In so many ways, it’s business as usual for them: tight even when loose, scratchy guitars clang over busy rhythms as Andy Wiles, centre stage on bass throws all the Peter Hook poses. And they’ve got some cracking tunes: in fact, the current set is bursting with them, and it’s apparent that something has changed in the Percy camp of late, and they’re producing the best songs of their career right now. They really step up the intensity on the Fall-does-dance Middle Class Revolt style ‘Rubbernecking in the UK’ followed by the fiery politicking ‘Will of the People’, which ends in a squeal of feedback. They seem more energised than at any point in the last 20 years, and this is probably the best I’ve seen them in all the years since I first caught them back in 97 or 98….”
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“the event was kicked off in great style by Percy. A York band that regular readers of With Just A Hint Of Mayhem will have noticed a few times before. They are a very left-field prog-punk combo. They are so different and ‘out there’ that they have the power to bring John Peel back to life; Percy would make an amazing collection of classic Peel sessions. The new songs that they showcased on the night are immense and bubble over with venom and anger, especially future classic tune in the making, “Will Of The People”. If you like Magazine, the Fall or even Half Man Half Biscuit you need to check Percy out. But comparisons aside Percy are very much original, so what the hell, check them out whoever you are a fan of they are well worth it! Also a big shout for Percy for being the first band of the evening to shout “Fuck The Tories”, they weren’t the last.
To suggest this album is overdue would be a slight understatement; this has been on route for perhaps 20yrs – back them this York based collective were being courted by the likes of John Peel and Steve Lamcq, not to mention a rumour they were gaining airplay courtesy of shock-jock Howard Stern over in the USA for their debut EP ‘West Yorkshire Super Heroes’, the success of which brought them to the attention of Mook Records of Leeds who in early 1999 released the ‘Donny Rednecks’ single to critical acclaim.
Despite the praise Percy struggled to maintain momentum – life just got in the way… band members fell away leaving the founding core of Colin Howard and Andy Wiles; new blood was recruited though all this did, musically at least, was to polish away those Fallesque grim Northern tunes of angst… thankfully ‘Sleepers Wake’ sees Percy re-gain their seismic edge.
‘Why Are You Still Here?’ is a visceral opener, thrilling in its chaotic energy, its all glorious thrashing guitars, crashing cymbals and a vocal that sounds like the perfect mix of Mark E Smith, and weirdly… Fergal Sharkey, ‘Alice Stone’ is darkly unsettling, set an almost laconic pace that lays out a desperate tale of identity loss, and suicide that rather cleverly forces lines including “pre-occupied with the minutia of her life” into the lyric… we are back to the more traditional sharp and angular ‘Going Off On One’, its all comfortingly nagging, and repetitive yet underpinned by a joyous synth that adds contrasting colour to the bile and bite lyric.
‘Hep!’ is a lo-fi classic, that would give early Membranes a run for their money in the shambolic stakes, a simple yet catchy bass line, scratchy guitar and vocals dripping with contempt. As befits a track titled ‘Teutonic’, the drums are driven with a krautrock tinge, all sorts of found radio noises hover in the distance whilst the single word lyric ‘Teutonic’ is endlessly hollered.
‘Enlightenment’ is a standout, an elegant keyboard guides you into a robust Fall / Half Man Half Biscuit type workout, a brooding insanely catchy bass, pounding primitive drums, and an almost shouted sardonic lyric that names checks both Fray Bentos and Skegness. ‘Exploding Head’ is an explosion of early 80’s garage/psychobilly vibe that had me thinking of The Vibes which can’t be a bad thing, whilst ‘Streets of 1000’ is a heavy pounding track, that could sit comfortably within the Death to Trad Rock scene, it’s all discordant riffs, coughed lyrics clattering alongside an intense melody
‘Juicy Fruit’ sounds like its nicked the bass from Joy Division, well if you are going to take inspiration take it from the best, nail to this a disdainful vocal, more thrashy guitars and a psych synth that meanders its way through the chaos and you end up with a freakishly interesting monster, that gets even better when the vocal repeats “knock, knock on wood” – yep, the 1979 Ami Stewart disco hit!
It might have taken Percy two decades to craft their debut album, but after all that time they have created an eclectic gem that’s full of vim and vigor and well worth further investigation.