Bands with their own title songs are cool. Sabbath, Maiden, Ramones, Motörhead they’ve all got them. And so do The Thermals.
If you’ve never heard The Thermals this is a crash course in the type of caffeine and speed fuelled lo-fi, high energy, B-Movie punk they toss off with ease.
Think a lower budget Ramones with day jobs and no uniform image.
‘Everything Thermals, Born in an outer space wormhole, brought to life by the big bang, travelled to Earth in a Dodge Van’ – What have you go thin this opening couplet?
- You’ve got the song title (you says the title you wins the prize)
- You’ve got the space program, NASA and Sci Fi
- You’ve got the dawn of all Creation
- You’ve got touring toilet bands making their way around the universe
They’re cerebral and intimate; ‘The Thermals go right to your head
The Thermals have sex in your bed, Everything in circles’
They have issues, big and small; ‘They only need skin and bones, And a sweet pair of headphones, The Thermals don’t need drugs to have a good time, The Thermals need drugs just to stay alive’
And there’s some really random stuff ‘They come in 4 shades of purple, Some are tight, some have trousers, Some have pictures of flowers’
As anthems go, it’s right up there with The Theme From The Muppets.