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"SPiT LiKE THiS are riding the crest of a lovejuice wave... they add a blistering contemprary spin to the classic sleaze rock formula!" BiZARRE MAGAZiNE, Jan 2006 “’What are you listening to tonight?’, ‘SPiT LiKE THiS’“ SPiT LiKE THiS "SCARY TALES: The Collection" INSOMNiA
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MAGAZiNE - 8 POWERPOINTS POWERPLAY Magazine April 2006 This foursome of depraved yet gifted debauchees has done it again. There should be some kind of safety warning on this CD. It's insane. This very plastic disc tells the epic tale of how these individuals united to become the monster known as SPiT LiKE THiS - from selling used underwear to perverts in exchange for much-needed cash, to rocking out on stage surrounded by a sea of loyal and insatiably slutty fans. 'Scary Tales: The Collection' is in no way the product of kissing corporate feet but of years of poverty, aggravation, passion, turmoil, hard work and undeniable ambition. FAN REViEWS "I just got your new album and i just wanted to say that it f***ing rocks. Im having a really shit time at the moment and definately makes me a lot happier blasting it out. Cant wait to see u guys perform live. ROCK ON." Katey "Have got and heard the album wow well done its awesome! wow so many tracks its hard to say what one is my fav....ooo good work tho!" Simon "To each and everyone one of you mad fuckers, i want to say a big fat
fucking...THANK YOU. Scary Tales:The Collection is an awesome album from track one right through
to track 21...its an adventure that everyone should quit what they normally
listen to and dedicate there lives to Spit Like This. Anyway, I better stop before I fucking ramble on...the album is "Scary Tales is fucking awesome guys, my copy came in the post today and rocked my cock off, fucking awesome guys, seriously awesome!" Dan "i bought it on saturday...and im listening to it now. its fucking awesome!! well done u guys!" Nic
Until we get more reviews in for the Collection as a whole, below are most of the reviews received for the majority of the music on it. Of course, as everything now sounds bigger, better and bolder, you can multiply the superlatives by 10!
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"SPiT LiKE THiS - Sleaze Sells...But Who's Buying? - Lord Zion and his 5 pronged attack of muscians release an EP that FINALLY truly displays the attitude of SPiT LiKE THiS. On this CD you get glammy, sleazy, and downright dirty music that makes The Darkness look like small timers. Lord Zion's vocals soar and remind you of happier days when Axl Rose wrote such masterpieces as "Rocket Queen". On this new CD you get to hear the drumming sourcery of Vile Gilez along with the pure shredding abilty of the resident ladies man, Stevie Lee. This isn't deep thoughtful metal, this is in-your-face, we-like-sex-and-booze-and-how-do-you-like-that rock reminscent of bands such as G'N'R but like nothing you've ever heard. Tracks of note are "Trick Or Mistreat" and my personal favorite, "Trust Your Instincts". If you have a pace maker, don't buy this CD." vince wylde, usa rock dj "'No one makes music like we do anymore!' enthuses SLT singer Lord Zion. And as much as that may seem like a bold brash statement, it's also very true! This four track EP is a unique and radio friendly debut that sees songs coated in safe sex, drugs and old school rock and roll. This is as close to the latter as a radio listener will get to hear before the 9pm watershed. Stand out track 'Trick or Mistreat' is a very Rocky Horroresque number which caputres all the essence of a cheesy sexual parody. All laced, feather boa and leather fuelled with overly contagious sing along choruses. You must also see the accompanying video to believe just how wickedly captive it is! Also listed on the EP is Anti-Chav song 'Gay Man' which is a live favourite among their army of loyal SLuTz. So, in answer to the question ...Who's Buying? I'm Sold!! SLT are a band who would get into bed with everybody and anybody, with one goal, to affect and inject every human being on the planet with some outrageous sexually charged fun!!" devolution magazine (issue six, august 2005) "Sleaze Sells...But Who's Buying?" CD "The
latest EP from the rock'n'roll glamour punks SPiT LiKE THiS is a 3 track
offering oozing New York Dolls attitude and sleaze, with very catchy
songs that lodge in the head and make you wanna get up and dance till
you drop. Embodying the spirit of Jack Daniels rock'n'roll
approach like no other band since the Dogs D'Amour, and with a take no
prisoners attitude, this pisses all over the atrocious pseudo-punk bands
pedalled out by the major labels! A hardcore version of Rachel
Stamp with some Lords Of The New Church mixed in, this is a must for all
glam-goths and fans of great sleazy rock" - kaleidoscope
magazine, issue 18 winter 2004/2005 "Dragged Kicking &
Screaming" EP "Wow!
I was totally into this, only to find it was just 3 songs. "I’m not sure why UK flash rock culture-vulture enclave Spit Like This don’t release whole albums, instead of singles and EPs all the time, but really, that’s none of my business. It’s probably all part of some top-secret Sigue Sigue Superplan. But this 3 songer LOOKS enough like a stand alone LP that I’m just going to pretend it is. First thing that’s different this time around is that the Spit Like This are no longer a dastardly duo – founding freaks Lord Zion and Vikki Spit are now joined by a trio of like-named (Vile Gilez, Stevie Lee) cyber warriors in glow in the dark smoking jackets and Apache warpaint. Says here they play stuff too, but since Zion has been known to conduct cyborg symphonies by himself in his bedroom, that could be a ruse. Anyway, the 5 man glam-gang offer up three tracks of gooey glitter rock here, brash and brassy and catchier than the crosstown bus at quitting time. Soundwise, divide Desolation Boulevard era Sweet with “Electric Barbarella” era Duran Duran, multiply by Doctor and the Medics, toss in a liberal dose of that fairy dust that strippers wear, and you’ve nailed the b-movie disco massacre scene soundtrack that is Spit Like This. “Rebel Lover” is the most neon number on deck here, but all three will have you turning Japanese in no time." - sleazegrinder.com, november '04, "dragged kicking & screaming" "Slutty
Music for Slutty People. Interested yet? Spit Like This are a
sleazy, dirty, trashy band who will grab you by your balls until you
pass out. This CD is a way of life. The songs are explosive
and impulsive and extremely infectious. They're a DIY band who
have put their hearts, souls and fists (no doubt) into this to make it
the punchy little number it's become. It would seem that SLT are
set to break even with this cd and lead their army of SLuTz into a whole
new freaky world of rock 'n' roll. As they've said themselves, 'We
created this little universe for our own amusement, this is our
playground where we make the rulez! Wanna Play?'" - devolution
magazine, issue 3, october '04, "dragged kicking &
screaming" "Normally I don’t care too much for biographies as they contain loads of over-the-top references, big marketing-related one-liners, plain idiot name-dropping and stupid crap in general. The irrelevant nonsense I have to read, you wouldn’t believe. But, I guess you could see this one coming from a mile away, these of-the-chart wacko Brits, are one of the exceptions to the rule. The story of their conception, the Big Bang as it were, is too hilarious to keep from you. Behind door number one we have the über-pervert Lord Zion, who had a leather-and-lace infested vision and wanted to waste no time to fulfill his fantasies and share it with his unsuspecting audience. He sounds like a guy I could become friends with. Next up, enter Vikki Spit, an oversexed bass playing vixen, and a hellish deal was made. She sounds like a girl I …hmmm…never mind. The first thing they did to raise some money was taking advantage of some poor twisted guys (and girls) by selling Vikki’s used panties through E-Bay. You can imagine that in no time lots of money was rolling in, so step two of their plan was now in order: start a website, call it “Smell Your Mum” & sell offensive T-shirts & gadgets. That would certainly do the trick they thought & right they were: more money was gathered. By now they had enough dough to release their trash totally independent on CD and one of these little darlings is currently caressing my hearing. Look, even if half of the above is true, it still is rock ‘n’ roll to the bone. So what do they sound like, you ask me? Well, kinda like you would expect them to sound: trashy, way over the top, hardcore sleaze to the max. They sport more tattoos than half the population of the American Indian Reservations and don’t make complete asses of themselves handling their instruments. All the songs have a simple don’t-bore-us-get-to-the-chorus setup and that’s really all it takes to get the desired effect: to have you start singing obscenities all through the day, and get away with it. They have my respect, bands like this make rock the colorful way of life it is today. A live size poster of Mrs. Spit can come my way now, thank you very much..." - rockreport.be, "dragged kicking & screaming", october '04 "The Spit Slutz (has to be with a Z) are back for more – first ‘proper’ single and another attack from day-glo fetish fuelled hearse driving glam gang of boyz and girl in rubber nurses outfit. Trashy slutty glammy metal - all tattoos, collars and black lipstick…. Your mum warned you about bands like this... you need to be curious and you need to go take a bite, Spit Like This do things their own way and their way is good..." - organart issue 92, "dragged kicking & screaming", october '04 "A
full on balls out no bullshit snotty snarling punk attitude sadistic
masochistic love machine sex beast of a rock n' roll band. The band make
music look & sound dangerous & rebellious again living by their
own rules and lifestyle and this, their third CD, is the aural
personification of that blood dripping spit strewn image. Rock N' Roll
doesn't sound like this almost EVER anymore, and seldom less do it this
well. Rock N' Roll on. Well recorded, well captured for nonstop
playback. Not only this, it's also ORIGINAL with choruses and verse
split in each song so it's unpredictable too. Oh yes that's something
that's been missing for oh so long. You NEED to witness this band just
once... "Spit
like this“ is a new Sleaze Band from England, and they really kickz
ass. The EP called “Dragged Kicking & Screaming” and is a great
cup of Sleaze n Roll music with glam and punk influence. “Rebel
Lover” is the opener and this track have a really special chorus, I
think when I get drunk,and listening this song: I bang my head to the
dead. My Fave of this 3 track EP is the song “Obscene” a real Killer
who rockz the hell out of everyone. Take a hip hop dude, chain him and
give em a loud taste of this song, i believe his head exploded – this
song is so cool, i became to sell my grandmother for this phantastic
track. We come to the last song “Who needs you” and i like the
guitar work and the Voize of “Lord Zion” the real Grandmaster and
Godfather of the Spit like universe. The band gimmick is great, sex
drugs and rock n roll and least they have a beautiful bass guitar girl
“Fetish Queen Vikki Spit” Hell shez too hot to handle. All right,
this band really kicks ass, I hope to listening a full record soon - i
think the have a great future. My last words: Buy thiz EP when you are a
real Sleaze Rocker" - sleaze-metal.com,
switzerland, sept '04 "Absolutely
one of the most outrageously sexy and blatantly RnR bands out there. Not
only are they entirely self financed by their quite brilliant T-shirt
sales site SmellYourMum
and eBay sales of Vikki's used panties but Lord Zion (as yon scary
vocalist likes to be known) is renowned for his pyromaniac tendencies,
SPiT LiKE THiS custom Hearse not to mention his penchant for writing the
kind of songs that leaves you wondering what the fuck just
happened." - fivemileshigh.com,
uk, sept '04 - more cumming soon! "Spit
Like This are, simply, great. They are the 100% DIY band, doing
everything themselves, from – according to them – selling soiled
underwear to finance themselves, to their clothes (their collection of
T-shirts is hilarious) and stage props. They are what Coldplay (just
picked up one at random) are not: glamorous, beautiful (hey, look at
Vikki, bass player and fetish queen, who has got a phwoar factor equal
to a punk Betty Boop), they have a sense of humour, they hate garage,
ghetto rap whatever (special mention for that one as well)… oh, and
they do know how to play their instruments. Singer Lord Zion is very
charismatic, looking the part (long hair, make-up and tight trousers).
They are cock rock meets punk meets classic rock meets whatever you want
to see in it… I would have thought them louder, though. I don’t
think that the venue was doing them any favours, and I am pretty sure
that good equipment would enable them to reach their full
potential." - magicbox,
france "SPIT
LIKE THIS were quite possibly the most unbelievable band we've ever seen
here at the Tek. Starting with the music this is rock n' roll. Good ol'
glam, and rock n' roll n' rock n' roll n' rock n' roll n' rock n' roll
n' rock. That's it: after years of pretenders trying to capture the
raucous sounds of old school rock but coming away sounding empty, this
band had it all. But what struck you was the sheer effort this band make
with EVERYTHING: in appearance there was balloons, coffins, smoke,
bubbles, all their tatts on display and dressed up, while playing the
most fun rock you'll hear for a long time. And at the front was a REAL
frontman dancing wide-eyed throughout looking about shaking his cloth
covered mike stand between playing his guitar. This band had three
guitarists which is rare and gave a blunting dirt attack while as said
one was the singer and the other played keyboards adding so much. The
bassist (herself who received a lot of attention) provided brilliant
backing vocal as well while the drummer kept throwing surprises using
his whole kit its hard to describe the experience of this band. But at
the end of the day its rock n' roll, and for a split second, you wonder
if they're one of the best in the world. No one does it like this
anymore, they deserve to go far. Rocking" - Alan
"Dukester" Hillsde www.dukester.uk2k.com "Spit Like This isn't your typical glam/sleaze band. Sure they have the attitude and aggressiveness, but they aren't afraid to add rarely used sounds to the mix and step outside the genre's usual boundaries. The band claims to play "slutty music 4 slutty people", and that description works for me. "Rebel Lover" is my favorite track on this three song EP. It is an up-tempo rocker with sophisticated lyrics and a horn section that is applied at all the right times - a very nice addition, and it fits the song perfectly. Vocalist Lord Zion has a very unique voice... ... All
in all this is a short but sweet release, and you can hear it for
yourself at www.spitlikethis.com.
Besides, even if you don't like the music, you can at least spend some
time drooling at pictures of bassist Vikki Spit - skid, sleazeroxx,
"dragged kicking & screaming" "DEMO
OF THE WEEK "what
a following these London-ites have built up! Their fans, effectionately
known as The Slutz madly follow these guys n girls about with such
hardcore dedication! I believe there may be a bus load of Slutz coming
up from London for the gig... This might give you and idea of just how
good these guys actually are. Reports of some of the most outrageous
stage shows on the London circuit are being passed around in
hushed-tones - with their outrageous over the top style, neon coloured
BC-Rich Warlock guitars, offensive clothing, the Slutz and arriving to
every gig in a flame coloured hearse! Probably the most entertaining
live band you'll see in a long while..." wildside "i’m reviewing this because it’s the most recent of two fine ep's sent by these mental cases. their promo package is cuter, with an illustrated biog entitled ‘spit like this and the jizz-filled fantasies of a thousand perverts’ with the entertaining tale of how the band earned enough cash to accumulate sufficient gear to become fully workable by vikki selling her used knickers on e-bay. don’t be frightened by the suggestion they make that we envisage them, before actual listening, as motley crue meets rocky horror show, as only the last part of that pairing is vaguely accurate. they have a sort of glam bop on offer in their opening track which reminds me of a certain antish ability to mix cool, funny lyrics with a guitar/drums assault, and then they go for a stark musical layer effect with ‘vindicated’ where it gets barbarically tense and toxic, only for the introduction of vocals to lessen the impact, and definitely sound metally in tone, before the song ends back with the gritty guitars. the ‘bitter’ song is disappointingly twee, and does have the ring of a musical about it, and then there is brutishly metal pop in ‘not dead yet’ with a scary big rock showstopping finale, unless you count the bonus track which is a chintzy burst of nothing. the first ep has this same overall feel in that three songs are brilliant, and one sounds like it’s rock opera fare (‘i need a fix’) which is at odds with the fiercely modern rock they have created with reeks of character. in fact it was the wonderful way they have a rhythm to the playful vocals in ‘asshole’ which immediately impresses. the lyrics are clever in themselves, but the way they ride atop the guitars is superb, as is the frantic stomp. they also gives us dawdling electric blues in ‘beaten road’ and imagine a fetish version of prime time human league and that’s ‘hooked on you’. the only feeble song is ‘fix’ because it is so obvious by comparison. three fantastic songs per ep is a consistently high rate of exchange. you really will want to hear more." - mick mercer, starvox.net "this
is really sordid and sleazy in such a good way. these tracks are so well
put together and produced. it reminds me a lot of the deep eynde but
more vulgar! this is very unique and splendidly sick. it’s definitely
exciting and interesting and that goes for the sound as well as the
image...this is not everyday boring music. far from it" - no front
teeth, june 03, 'the pop shot!' & 'anarchy for two' "five
tracks. trashy glitter rock 'n' roll is the order of the day here -
"trust your instinct" meanders crassly along while a drawn out
intro on "vindicated" leads to a jagged, filthy slice of pop
rock. "to the bitter end" starts with pompous keyboards, and
descends sinisterly into the decayed world these guys inhabit. "not
dead yet" is the full on track - short, in yer face rock 'n' roll
for sure, and a final, unlisted musical track of cheesy keys and quirky
rythms serves as a fine outro to bring things to a close. pure trash -
check 'em" - neon promotions, 'anarchy for two' "another
dose of glammy decadence from these brit media pranksters. comprised of
two insular supermodels/evil geniuses-tattooed rock god z on vox,
programming, guitars, and subterfuge, and pink haired lust queen vikki
on bass and sex appeal - spit like this have half a dozen layers of
irony and subtext floating around before you even crack open the cd.
inside they cop manson's 'disposable teens' riff whole hog on opener
'trust your instincts' and somehow turn into a dreamy, jellyfish-styled
glampop tune. metallica's 'battery' gets violated on "(i feel so)
vindicated" (and if lars is reading, i'm just kidding), and once
again, the bedeviled duo turn the metal riffs into playful powerpop. 'to
the bitter end' is a new wave ballad, complete with swells of
synthesizer and 80's goth rock drums, and "not dead yet" is a
pop metal anthem balanced on the razor edge of a rambunctious drum
machine. oh yeah, and there's a bonus, un-named new romantic track
tacked on at the end. not bad for a band that got it's start by selling
off it's bass player's used panties, right? watch these cats, they
threaten to mutate into wild new shapes and sounds at any minute" -
sleazegrinder, may 03, 'anarchy for two' "freaks
of musical nature spit like this return with a second ep which is
equally as unclassifiable as their last offering...but then you wouldn't
expect a man with 'fuck you' tattooed on his forearm to try and fit
in...this has no place in any musical tradition carving a genre of it's
own...i'm not sure there's been a term invented to fully classify this
yet so for now we'll just stick with spit like this as the closest
description!" - alison, bubblegum slut zine # 11, may 03, 'anarchy
for two' "got
the cd’s yesterday. you’ve got an amazing voice, and the cd's kick
ass. nice job! i’ll definately give you a plug" - vince wylde,
talk radio dj, usa, may 03, 'the pop shot!' & 'anarchy for two' "here
we have a british two piece glam/goth band on the heels of marilyn
manson, t-rex, and bowie. here's a cd for every straight guy that finds
himself wearing a cape to the queen of the damned on opening night
and for every girl toting around a purse shaped like a coffin.
these poor misunderstood will surely identify with the well- harmonized vocals
of a mr. z and his hotter than hell female counterpart ms.vikki spit.
overall production is tight on this record, and acoustic guitars cut
over the keys and drum sounds to give it more of a trashy album, better
than most that I've heard from this genre. lyrically, it's not genius,
but it's plenty rock and spooky. and yes, the hot girl on the cover
had a lot to do with the positive spin i spun on this review, but honestly,
i do read a fair amount of anne rice myself, and there must be a
soundtrack to my late night obsession of sculpting fangs!" -
candyforbadchildren.com, april 03, 'anarchy for two' "spit like this are one of those uniquely british cultural glitter bombs, the neon offspring of sigue sigue sputnik and transvision vamp, who have pop art, shameless commerce, and nuclear war so mixed up that the line between who's selling who no longer matters. it's just an endless download of electric pleasures, like a swimming pool full of chocolate for a love-starved brain. as such, these are not songs, they are "pop shots", which are the same color and have the same effect as jello shots, only you don't need a fake id to get 'em. imagine dennis leary's "asshole" deconstructed by a glampop suicide. imagine ice cream cowboys clip clopping down the "beaten road" on the backs of cartoon horses. imagine missing persons and fields of the nephilim wrote a song called "hooked on you" together. then spin off in dizzying circles to the throb of a grinding sex ballad called "i need a fix". this is only the sonic wing of the spit like this empire, by the way. i'm pretty sure they're really some kind of love and terror cult!" - sleazegrinder, 'the pop shot!' "finally, probably the strangest proposition on this page, spit like this play a type of music i really can't get a handle on at all. they obviously like punk, marilyn manson, 80s new romantic electro-pop and snot, and have managed to combine them into one glutinous whole, with decent enough results on their four-tracker the pop shot. if it were given human form, this here silver disc would have broken one of your windows, ordered a pizza and been sick on the cat before you even had it out of the packet; it's certainly distinctive and has a confident swagger about it, and their quality presentation indicates a high level of dedication and seriousness which is definitely to be admired... they're doing the whole thing themselves, though, being old and wise enough to be almost as curmudgeonly as yours truly and reject the sinister workings of the music industry. part of this self-motivating ethic seems to involve the production of bizarre fridge magnets, some of which I have been fortunate enough to receive; why anybody would want a fridge magnet depicting a raised middle finger with the caption "smell your mum", i can't even begin to imagine, though having said that, my girlfriend seized upon it with unseemly gusto and it remains, to this day, firmly attached to our refrigerator. maybe there's something she's not telling me. the pop shot, anyway, isn't strictly to my underground-headed tastes, but I certainly admire spit like this's balls (and sneering lyrical attacks on white-trash slobs!), and that vikki looks a bit of a sort!" - esoterica, 'the pop shot!'
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