Warmduscher have never taken to the term “supergroup”, but it’s safe to say that their unique, potent blend of raw musicianship, down ‘n’ dirty rock riffs and devil-may-care party attitude was borne from the union of Clams Baker and The Witherer of Paranoid London; Quicksand of Fat White Family; and Mr. Salt Fingers Lovecraft & Kid Whispers, hailing from Insecure Men.

“Absolutely love it, best band on the planet” – Marc Riley, BBC 6 Music

“Warmduscher have mischief coursing through their blood, though they also happen to make extraordinary records” – 9/10, Uncut

“Imagine peak De Niro stewing in Wetherspoons” – 4/5, Mojo

“They pick a traditional genre and do everything in their wicked power to leave it a broken, quivering wreck by the time they’re finished with it.” – NME  

“An irresistible delight; once you taste it you know you can never go without it again. Seductive, inescapable, overpowering – it’s gritty, poppy, tasty, and utter, utter filth.” – Line Of Best Fit