Squirrel Skin Slippers

Our final London group are a mighty fine pair of dandies that go under the moniker SQUIRREL SKIN SLIPPERS. Yellow Bones and Eye Teeth, for that is their names, originally hail from New Zealand, and have brought with them in their luggage some primal tub-thumping blues. The married pair invite obvious comparisons to The White Stripes, but with the added bonus of some sweet vocal interplay (and no long boring guitar solos). The DIY dark urban country-blues of ‘Come To Me Baby’ and ‘Burnin’ Soul’ are as infectious as anything I’ve heard recently. Go. See. Them. Live. You won’t regret - Phil Istine, writing in March - April 2009 edition

...these loved up honey's sound like reverb riff riddled renegades from another age, informed in the main by all things Link Wray they pitch a brew of blistered romance that sounds like its been dragged from the primordial soup of rock 'n' roll's more shadowy past, cannibalising everything from the Trashmen, the Cramps, Bad Seeds to Shadowy Men on a Shadowy Planet these dudes craft a slick fuzz laden rumble of primitive twang-tastic garage goo. ... you'll find 5 mooching beauties here that range from the bruised and doomed coffin rattling lo-fi styled Dick Dale - esque 'desert road' to the spurs and fuzz crippled hoe down 'submarine song' which smartly nods towards the much loved Reverend Horton Heat. Best of the set by far though is the rollicking desire laced 'come to me' with its panging scarred torch lilts and growling garage grinds. Well tasty in our book. - Editorial written by Mark @ LosingToday.com (early 2008)

..But it was perhaps fabulously-named headliners Squirrel Skin Slippers who offered the evening’s most beguiling set. Shambling onto the stage in a flurry of plaid shirts and impossibly-tight trousers, they looked like Jack ’n’ Meg’s trendy ranch-hand cousins and played hauntingly discordant delta blues which shimmered and swirled like morning mist on the Mississippi. So much thanks, applause and cap-doffing once again to those talent-spotters at The Square. Can they do no wrong? - Editorial written in Herts & Essex Observer, Nov 2009