Review: Palma Violets 'Danger In The Club'

See why Ben Smith thinks Palma Violets are more than the anarchic youths we once knew them as, by immersing yourself in his review of their sophomore album - Danger In The Club.

Jimmy Coultas

Last updated: 7th May 2015

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It's been a while since we caught wind of 'Best Of Friends', and witnessed a newly signed Palma Violets play a hell-raising set complete with Chilli stood on the stop of the speakers in the upstairs of a bar whilst the crowd went ballistic from front to back.  

Two years down the line, the Lambeth band have proven that they're more than a bunch of anarchic youths blaring their way to the scene's immediate attention. Thankfully, they've maintained their youthful charm, but packed it into a more rounded affair that straddles the classical and jagged sounds of rock. 

Opening up with 'Hollywood', a spirited number that could easily make its way onto the set of Wayne's World, the album keeps with the surf rock motif for 'Girl, You Couldn't Do Much Better On The Beach' before settling down to the pissed up 'Danger In the Club' above.

'Secrets of America' harks like a TV theme tune before the album takes a sombre plunge into acoustic slumber 'The Jacket Song' and languid stretch of 'Matador'. 

Sewn with snappy guitar riffs 'Gout! Gang! Go!' baits us to the infectious hook of 'I'm Walking Home' before we're lead to their emblematic curtain closer 'English Tongue', sealing a triumphant return for a band that couldn't really care less what you think about them.