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Single Review
Archie Bronson Outfit Dart For My SweetheartDomino
Article written by
Phil O - May 28, 2007
Taking the squealing spirit of art rock and wringing its neck with the gnarled hands of the delta blues, the Archie Bronson Outfit, flushed with the success of nabbing the South Bank Show award for best breakthrough act, have re-released this little nugget of sonic terror, without doubt one of the finest tracks from 'Derdang Derdang'. Sam Windett whoops and whines like a man on the verge of a nervous breakdown, his anguished yelp duelling against a mammoth’s arse of a guitar riff. He reels off an extensive numbered list of statements borne out of frustrated longing and jealousy, all with a subtext of brutality. Like a miniature, yet densely-plotted revenge tragedy, he delivers lines like "4 is sore just a ripped and bloody claw…5 is a punching fist that’s within me" with a mixture of sheer anxiety and mania. By the time he reaches the chorus, Windett has dispensed with enunciating words and merely shrieks like a copulating fox caught in a bear-trap. Excellent stuff, and if this single proves anything, it’s that you should never mess with a man with an unkempt beard, violent thoughts and a spastic voicebox.