Refuge for the Meeks

Refuge for the Meeks

 London, England, GBR
BandEDMAvant-garde

Biography

The two most common ways to treat Social Phobia are with medication and cognitive behavioral therapy, yet these can be avoided by utilising another less known ‘coping skill’ – stick your head into electro-shocksoul hardcore rockin riddums and scream your streptococcus ridden throat into bits or soul your bitch voice up as high as it’ll go.

Refuge for the Meeks have found the latter to be quite effective.

"What if I say the wrong thing?" or "What if I make a mistake?" - "What if they laugh at me?" - "I can't do it. It's too hard and too scary. I'll mess up. I'll get it wrong." It is to Refuge for the Meeks advantage that these very things are embraced, caught on tape and phased, flanged, stabbed, smashed about, over-driven and tasered into some vague semblance of wild cannon stability.

Refuge for the Meeks are sonic jack-nannys, they bawl epic echo school playground chants, they are an A.D.D chain gang, they lost their keys, they inaudibly seiged Doris Troy and ate humble pie with Big Maybelle, they ejaculate electrons. They are meeks.

Set List

(Provisional)
I Nee Naa Nee Naa Nee Nah Nee
Dance Music Will Destroy Us all
Fighting Phat
F*ck the Banks
That'll be why they call me Funkenstein