The Heavenly Sound of Smut takes you on a drive-by past the inner city council sink estates of modern Britain. All that is dysfunctional is controversial and Rotten Ped certainly portrays this with ease. They make insightful and candid commentaries about political sleaze, societies permissiveness and launch an acerbic assault on the burgeoning ‘celebrity’ culture; PR girls who made headlines with their indiscretions, reality TV and ex soap stars with dwindling careers and aging glamour models take a verbal thrashing in ‘Z-Listers’. Singer Phill Pedder disparages the stereotype of the ‘chav’, depicting the failings and the dark, sinister side of each extended family member in ‘Ffffamily’. If you’ve ever seen Jeremy Kyle or Jerry Springer you’ll know these people really do exist. ‘Head in a bag’ lets you into the mind of a psychopath and his predilections for machetes and mister whippy. Mmmmm.
Musically, Rotten Ped sound tight, frenetic and and perfectly outraged. Guitarist Greg Pedder has created infectious little riffs and a lovely intricate lead coupled with Chris Shaw’s smooth bass lines. Phill sneers his way through the lyrics and has the attitude of a very rude boy indeed.
I learned a new word too. I had to write it down when I told my mate. She hadn’t heard it either. Check out ‘Car Park’ at 2:27. Nice. Thanks Rotten Ped.