Between the Devil & the Deep Blue Sea
Satan's Cheerleaders is also the name of a film. This piece of celluloid magic (possibly black magic), was discovered in late 1999, in the second hand bin of an out of the way video store, heavy with the smell of second hand smoke in the presence of a shelf which was home to every Steven Seagal movie ever released. And so the idea for the band arrived, unannounced like a slack jawed, wide-eyed chap from Salt Lake City in a white shirt offering religious enlightenment upon your doorstep far too early in the morning. Offensive yet intriguing, begging the question "Why?". Strange noodling guitars start to drip down your ear canal, like beans escaping from a burrito. The odd aggressive blast of unadulterated distorted riffing periodically presents itself in a manner akin to that of an exhibitionist displaying all the hall-marks of attention deficit disorder. Actually, a lot of the music has that element to it. ADD, exhibitionism... etc... Versatile, distinctive drumming directs the music. Bass. Saxophone, yes saxophone and plenty of swirling organ to swim around in. Voices permeate the sound-scape sporadically. Hold on to your teeth. Simon Ridley - guitar, vocals, theremin, keyboards; Jarrad Payne - drums, percussionables, hushababy, multi-purpose sack; Stu Earl - tenor & baritone sax; Jamie Mensforth - Bass; Dave Telfer - piano, keyboards, alto sax.