Album Review: Dirt Box Disco – “Poppycock”
Now on their fifth album, there’s no sign of Derby’s daftest getting any more sensible with age, as the clarion call of “We are the bullshit kids!/And we are fuckin’ useless!” on the opening track makes clear. Essentially, DBD are very much sticking to what they know here, but there’s no denying that not messing about with a winning formula is a sound plan.
While there’s the odd venture into speeded up Pete Shelley style punk balladry such as Little White Lie and Imaginary Friend, the majority of Poppycock is loud, obnoxious and good fun. I’m sure a lot of readers can sympathise with the nine to five diatribe that is Working For Wankers, while the likes of Punk Rock Riot, Lazy Bastard and the excellently named Snorting Crack From A Girl’s Top Rack are pure Macc Lads style filth, and all the more enjoyable for it.
It’s only really on the closing track, the self-explanatory I Hate This City that Dirt Box Disco throw any sort of curveball into the mix as they suddenly go all ska/reggae on us. Although they can’t help but speed it back up for a big moshalong chorus at the end, obviously. But overall, this is a good solid 35-odd minutes of glam-punk fun.
If you're not a fan of Dirt Box Disco then I think it's safe to say that Poppycock isn't going to be the album to change your mind - this is very much a straight continuation of the group's previous efforts. But for those who do enjoy this supremely daft bunch, you'll find plenty to get your teeth into here. Loud, offensive and generally not giving a shit, it's everything that good punk rock should be.