Snapped Ankles

Riled up by the cryptic and sweetly infantile trappings of support act Mermaid Chunky (themselves dressed for the occasion like a couple of morris dancers lost on their way to a glow-in-the-dark traveller wedding), the ravenous crowd took great comfort in the main band's utopian nihilism and participatory chaos.

Hailing from the basement & underground party scene of the east end of London, Snapped Ankles materialised like a strange & mythical apparition in front of an eager and discerning capacity crowd in the steel city, on a dank Saturday night.

Their sense of humour shines through at the merch stall with bandana/facemasks that state ‘I Want My 2020 Back' – a pun based on their popular track ‘I Want My Minutes Back'.

Glasgow, Scotland

Celebrating the release of new album Stunning Luxury, East London kraut-psych tree folk Snapped Ankles flourish in spite of some sound hiccups

For the uninitiated, Snapped Ankles do things a little differently. In the most stripped back sense, they are a London post-punk quartet, dialling into a stimulating historical mixture of experimental guitar noise and sly, post-modern lyricism. But they do so dressed as trees.

Harvest Sun @ District