Ingrates - Don’t Wanna Work 7”

NNR-002

This EP has a slight transporting effect and breams with teenage eagerness. INGRATES hail from the cosmic, otherworldly desert of Joshua Tree and don’t want to work, to the extent of singing a song about the matter. Who the hell can blame them? The title track is the drunken, power pop-tinged record I want to hear in the damp, dark corner of a bar. The slightly longer B-side moves into more lo-fi pop harmonizing in the name of leather endearment. The EP summons a time when the BOYS screamed “Brickfield Nights” and does a good job doing so. It’s the record I could see my thirteen-year-old self buying with saved lunch money.
- JOHNNY LEACH

A side: Don't Wanna Work
B side: Leather Lover