Dead Cherry

It isn't always easy, pinpointing the direction in which Dead Cherry cast their stark observations, but their frank views on a fibreboard society, one that continues to wane and bough under the narcissistic pressures of social tyranny, ring true; in a year where nothing has a precedent. Formed in early 2020, what this Mancunian three-piece lack in political agenda they make up for in chronic disobedience, taking metaphorical pot shots at capitalists and communists alike, channeling spoken word poetry, motorik krautrock and epoch psychedelia into an explosive and blistering strain.