THE PRETTY THINGS

The Pretty Things run through the body of Rock & Roll like a backbone. Fundamental yet invisible.

Throughout a career lasting more than 40 years, what stands out is their strength, self-belief and indelible power - all required to sustain this great cult act that is as relevant today as it was when they first prowled the stage in 1964, sporting the world's longest hair and the worst Rock & Roll attitude ever seen.
Along the way they created some memorable moments:

Jailed for possession of a 12 gauge shotgun, banned (still) from Australia & New Zealand, originators of the world’s first rock opera - "SF Sorrow", (recorded alongside Sgt Pepper's and the Floyd’s Piper at the Gates of Dawn, in Abbey Road), recorded "Parachute" - Rolling Stone Magazine's first 1970's Record of the Year, were the first signing to Led Zeppelin's seminal Swan Song label... In 2006, "The Dirty Pretty Things" pay homage by “borrowing” their name...

... And so it still goes on.

Throughout everything they have carried their shields and have never been less than total in their commitment to the rock music they grew up with and the R&B that they would die for.

And now, in this - their 11th studio album - The Pretties have opened their deepest vein.

The power, intensity, depth and passion of this record is unsurpassed by any of their contemporaries. The Stones, Van, The Who - none of the class of '64 has enough gas left in the tank to make a record like this. The sheer scale of ‘Blues For Robert Johnson’ and the bleak landscape of ‘It Aint Easy’ slice through preconceptions like a switchblade, while “The Beat Goes On” could have been recorded in 1966, the energy is so vibrant.

Phil May’s astonishing, disturbing voice, overlooked for so long by the movers and shakers we all know and love, is a force of nature - unique in its power, depth and delivery. He interprets “new boy” Frank Holland’s edgy, driven writing to the furthest edge of darkness and beyond. And Dick Taylor, here often playing the bass that he started with in '64 in the early Stones, is like quick-silver, diving in and out of the songs, creating the break downs and the mysterious, chilling riffs that glue these heartfelt songs together.

As a band - they are unmatched for passion, commitment & heart.

This is a black record: doomed, brooding, powerful, mysterious and full of edge. It may just be the greatest record The Pretty Things

have ever made; and maybe now they'll finally get some of the luck they always deserved but never, ever seemed to find. "If it wasn't for bad luck, they wouldn't have no luck at all."

The darkest night of your life is..... “Balboa Island”, the new The Pretty Things CD.

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