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Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs - Reducer

Seven is the magic number. What's more, this is about more than the number of days in the week or continents in the world - psychologists have theorised that the human memory’s ability to calibrate information on a short term basis is mostly limited to a sequence of this length. Thus, it seems strangely fitting that Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs - the Newcastle-based maximalists whose riffs, raw power and rancour have blazed a trail across the darker quarters of the underground in the last five years, have made a second album in King Of Cowards which does its damnedest to take consciousness to its very limits.

This opus sees the band entering a new phase as a sleeker yet still more dangerous swineherd and a new approach being taken to its creation. The Iggy-esque drive to dementia, Sabbath-esque squalor and Motörhead-style dirt may still be present and correct yet the songs are leaner, the long-drawn-out riff-fests sharpened into addictive hammerblow and the nihilistic dirges of yore alchemically transformed into an uplifting and inviting barrage of hedonistic abandon.

Artist is seeking the following professional connections: Brand Partnership, Gear Endorsement, Other Artists to Tour With, Producer/Studio Engineer, Sync/Music Supervisors

Genre: Rock
Subgenre: Metal
From: Newcastle upon Tyne, UK-ENGLAND