S/T Debut Cover for The Guilt

S/T Debut Cover for The GuiltThe Guilt: The Guilt

Heptown Records


Having been the new band of the day back in March (read the LTW piece here) we now take a gander at the first album from The Guilt. 

The debut album by The Guilt has been five years in the making. Formed in 2012 in Sweden, The Guilt honed their self-titled ‘LazerPunk’ style by playing gigs all over Europe. Be it a bar, squat, gallery, no ‘venue’ was off limit.

Their debut, self-titled album kicks off with Cunty Mess, which comes across like Babes in Toyland by the way of Peaches, which is no bad thing at all but is somewhat of a misleading opener, for the album really kicks into gear by the third tracks Hate Hate Hate, a vitriolic blast of anger that jumps straight out of the bass-bin and right down the back of your throat.

It’s this sound that dominates the majority of  the album. Razor sharp guitars rub up against the screaming howl of front person Emma, all to a backdrop of thunderously bass-heavy electronic drums.

Whilst this punky assault rains down, The Guilt thankfully haven’t forgotten the art of penning a catchy tune. I Just Know It sounds like a dexadrine-fuelled soundtrack to an 80’s aerobicise party, whilst album closer Ovaries takes everything that this fantastically confident debut album has thrown at you with over the previous 30 minutes and melded it together into to create best ‘hi-energy riot sounds disco party anthem’ that you really deserve to dance yourself stupid to.

You can check out The Guilt at their Facebook  page.


All words by Christopher Lloyd. You can see his Author’s Archive here.

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Christopher Lloyd is 46 and based in the West Midlands. He discovered a passion for music journalism when he was fifteen after getting a family member to blag him tickets to see Nirvana, but only if he wrote about it. This eventually led to him finding a love of writing and photography, his writings have been published in many local newspaper chains, drowned in sound and NME. He once released an abysmal charity 7". Of his various, and quite frankly bizarre claims to fame, his favourite is that he once ended up shopping for cheese in a Manhattan deli with Luciano Pavarotti.


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