Punk that shouldn't be
Spandex Bullet: The band that takes songs you know and love and gives them a spray-paint makeover, turning them into the punk anthems you never knew you needed.
With a trademark blend of power chords and a complete disregard for genre boundaries, we're here to drag up your memories of classic hits and make them rock. Think The Bangles as a sprint through a mosh pit. Picture The Osmonds with more angst than a Channel 4 teen drama. Consider ABBA if they grew up listening to Minor Threat. Imagine Dolly Parton covered in bright colours and fierce makeup… Okay, that last one isn’t much of a stretch, but you get the idea.
Get ready for an experience that’s less about immaculate vibes, and more about turning guilty pleasures (insofar as any pleasures should be considered guilty - proudly love what you love) into sweaty, fun-filled refrains.
We’ve played festivals, pubs, private parties, and one village fête that still talks about us.
Welcome to the wild world of Spandex Bullet!
Under the Covers
Yeah, we're a cover band. Wanna fight about it? We inject every song we play with energy and attitude, turning the mundane into the anthemic, and half the fun is the moment you realise what song we’re actually playing.
And trust us, you're going to know every single song we play. Maybe not quite in the way we play them, but you're going to develop a new-found love (or at least grudging respect) for each and every one of them.
Genre? I don't even know her!
If we like a song, we find a way to play it in our inimitable punk style, regardless of how the original sounded.
Some folks are intimidated by the word 'punk', but a little bravery will be rewarded, with everything from country standards to bubblegum pop being supercharged and made accessible to fans of all musical styles and backgrounds. We bring the punk energy without the punk gatekeeping.
All Singing, All Dancing
Subtlety is for jazz and hostage negotiations.
We turn every chorus into a gloriously unhinged singalong, every riff is a dare to enjoy yourself, and every beat is a boot up the arse of the everyday.
From the opening power chords to the last notes of the encore, we keep crowds on their feet, shouting along and dancing like it’s the end of the world.