Baddies

Baddies have been on our radar for a while now, the kind of time that other bands come and go in.

They’ve been beavering away, putting in the hours on the road, honing their sound and becoming, like all great bands, a gang. With a singular goal, Baddies have carefully detailed their plan of attack, a look after the details and the bigger things look after themselves ideal that has seen them widely acclaimed despite their playing hard to get.

‘Do The Job’ is the result of all that work and a suitably impressive document it is too. A focused attack of catchy, artful guitar awaiting your love. - Clash Magazine

Baddies must be sick of hearing the obvious parallels being drawn between themselves and Futureheads, QOTSA, Talking Heads and to throw my hat in there, Bad Religion, with their post-punk, hardcore sensibilities. However instead of sounding like a nondescript band ripping-off others to compensate for a lack of imagination, they have produced an album that whilst familiar, is both exciting and refreshing.
Baddies are undertaking an exhaustive tour to accompany the release of their album and impressively are playing more European festivals than any other band this year. Although they appear to be working hard for success, I cannot envisage them compromising themselves in pursuit of it, nor can I imagine they will need to. Their first single was limited to 500 vinyl copies, their videos have been low budget and their album has been released on their own label, moves which reflect the confidence of a band so self-assured of their imminent rise that they can afford to be a little ‘obtuse’ - whatever means they get their music out there, a band with this many hooky choruses won’t stay in the margins for long.
The only sticking point concerning Baddies is the uniformal attire situation. I know most bands do it on some level, but I don’t like to be reminded of it, and when I see them all dressed the same it occurs to me that one day someone chirped up and said:
“Right lads, I have an idea, wouldn’t it be cool if we all wore the same outfits!!”
And not only that, the others replied:
“Lets!”
Such contrivance is cheap. It makes me think of that guy in Kaiser Chiefs whose ‘thing’ is to wear a silly hat. Cheap gimmickry isn’t necessary for Baddies because they actually have songs. Good ones. Great ones. The album is full of top quality adrenaline driven songs on an album with ‘success’ written all over it, and for better or worse, their upcoming single ‘Open One Eye’ is destined to be played all over the radio.
It says something when only through my trivial prejudices I can find fault with the band. I could have spoke more about the music, praising it and alike, but I was concerned about exhausting my store of alternative adjectives to ‘good’. All you really need to know about it is this: ‘Do The Job’ sounds like music’s next big sensation. It really is very splendid.


Read more: http://www.artrocker.com/node/16130#ixzz1FBtQEc2v - Artrocker

As they launch kicking and screaming into two and a half minutes of pure indie-rock angst on ‘Tiffany, I’m Sorry’,
Baddies sound like a band who mean business – the fact that they manage to follow it up by cramming as much outfit-matching punk into 35 minutes as possible suggest they can put their menace where their mouth is, too. Debut single ‘Battleships’ is a collision of Klaxon choruses and Queens Of The Stone Age verses, ‘Colin’ sees frontman Michael Webster mirror Ian Curtis’ ferocious vocals, whilst ‘At The Party’ has a White Lies-esque slickness and ‘Pisces’ is the sort of riff-heavy singalong that could be found on a Pixies comeback. Standout track ‘We Beat Our Chests’ will chant around your head for days - just ignore the thumping headache you‘ll receive from this debut’s frantic pace. - The Fly

Essex boys Baddies mean business; they’ve got the look, they’ve got the banter, and they’ve perfected their menacing glares in true Johnny Rotten style. But have they got the music? The quick answer is a resounding “yes”. Exploding into action with ‘Tiffany, I’m Sorry’ and their stand-out single ‘Open One Eye’, they make concise blasts of quirky, high-energy punk rock that owes as much to Kaiser Chiefs, Maxïmo Park and Franz Ferdinand as it does The Clash, The Jam and Sex Pistols. This is an incredibly focused debut that’s bursting with mischief, mayhem and shout-out-loud choruses. You’d be mad to miss it. - Rock Sound