Cousin Scampi

Location:
Leicester, UK
Type:
Artist / Band / Musician
Genre:
Alternative / Rock / Experimental
Site(s):
Label:
Force Fed
Cousin Scampi MK2 formed early 2004.We played a few gigs and then recorded a demo CD titled 'Friggy Diggy Twat Sack Boogie'. It was ok, had a few decent moments but the vocals were rubbish. Played a few more gigs and a 10" split with Teen Amateur was released on Duane Scampi's Force Fed Records. Now, this record is actually really good! it's on beautiful clear vinyl and there are quite a few left. Get one from us or http://www.forcefedrecords.co.uk



Cousin Scampi are currently inactive. We might be back. We might not. One of the guitars and the voice are doing a band called Diet Pills, check it out as they say. Thank you.



"Reminiscent of Fantomas if they were on a slightly sloppier punk tip, with much in the way of deranged vocalising-as-instrument and distorted Devo-esque guitar plucking, they balance a sense of the silly and an unnerving edge with consummate skill." SuperFi Records.



"Oi! Cousin Scampi - no! The city five-piece began with a bizarre series of screams and screeches from their front man, who occasionally bashed the crash cymbal as accompaniment. He was joined by some discordant guitar and painfully ear-bashing tom toms. By the second "song", he was writhing around at the meagre audience's feet, while the two guitarists and bassist attempted to outdo him, playing the most horrible sounds they could. Selfish, self-serving and completely lacking in love or joy, it was a nihilist's soundtrack to hell. Not big and not clever. Unless you are a musical masochist, avoid at all costs." - Leicester Mercury



"Bizarrely, opening band Cousin Scampi didn't quite figure. Whilst everyone else was swanning around in bloodsoaked bandages, corpse paint and polka dot dresses Cousin Scampi could be seen in jeans and a t-shirt playing low rent howling indie tracks with a Morrison-wannabe frontman. The obligatory scathing comments aside, it seems only fair to point out that this was a crazed frontman who seemed more happy hurling himself about the largely empty dancefloor than hogging the stage with his nondescript bandmates. Not quite right for the night's theme, but an enigma that could certainly get picked up and made very big." - Sandman Magazine (ha that last line makes me PISS MYSELF!)



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