Sunday 17 March 2024

Hummer - Apocalypse

  


  A sad farewell today to Warrington melodic punk rock trio Hummer (https://www.facebook.com/hummerpunkrock). 

  They originally got together as a duo under the name S.F.R. in 2004 whilst still at school and it was only in 2015 that they properly coalesced into Hummer. Plenty of gigs followed along with a couple of eps and a 2020 album titled How Did I Get Here? In April 2022 though they played their final ever gigs (Though they admit there may (or may not) be a reunion in the dim and distant future). 

  They did however have a few songs written which hadn't been recorded so they've tied up a few loose ends and put them out as a farewell ep titled Time To Pack Up. It's an ep that demonstrates how much they'll be missed. 

  Featuring a line up of Will Atkinson (Bass/vocals), Joe Watson (Guitar/vocals) & Matthew Cain (Drums), it's available from Horn & Hoof Records as a name your price download : 



  This is the opening track, it's a topical broadside against the easily led and it's called Apocalypse...

So here’s your flavour of the week; please tell me that this is a wind-up, Stay at home/take to the streets; I wish you’d make your fucking mind up... It really pains me to think we’re so easily led, I don’t think you’ll be happy till we all end up dead... So let’s all go out and panic-buy; we’re drowning in the desperation, Apocalypse! The end is nigh; I feel only exasperation... You troll-away on the net, spout your bile on the air, You’ll queue-up for a burger or a cheap garden chair, It pains me to think we’re so easily led, And I don’t think you’ll be happy till we all end up dead... So here’s your flavour of the week; please tell me that this is a wind-up, Stay at home/take to the streets; I wish you’d make your fucking mind up, Let’s all go out and panic-buy; we’re drowning in the desperation, Apocalypse! The end is nigh (Oh, change the fucking record!) I want the world to go back to how it was before, I want an end to the madness; I can’t take any more, Yeah, hysteria is rife and the feelings are tense, But tell me what would it take to bring back common sense? You troll-away on the net, spout your bile on the air, You’ll queue-up for a burger or a cheap garden chair... It pains me to think we’re so easily led, And I don’t think you’ll be happy till we all end up dead... Apocalypse! The end is nigh…