Love thyself, you loser.
If this was a members only club,
You'd be welcome;
You cock.
Love thyself, you loser.
Love thyself, I hate you.
Love thyself, you loser.
Love thyself; only you can.
Your celebrity status, Hello Magazine.
Your avarice nature, your aspirations are obscene.
Your VIP pass, your gated community.
You think you smell of roses,
With your private, armed security.
Well, you need the protection,
You need to avert your eyes,
Because the people are rising.
No more appetite for lies.
Your perfect teeth, your plastic smile,
Your orange skin sets you apart by miles.
Yes, you are special.
Yes, you are blessed,
But you live in your mansion at our expense.
Love thyself, you loser.
Love thyself; only you can.
You cock.
Love thyself, you loser.
Love thyself; I hate you,
And all your friends who gather round you;
Satellites, disappearing too.

Sicknote - Love Thyself

Sicknote are an explosion of post-punk, techno, breakbeat and thigh slapping hill billy acid punk, or something. Nothing can prepare you for the live show these freaks have in store for you poor bastards. Forget your problems, forget work, forget yourself and GET ON THE BUS……
"they is going one way and they ain't coming back"
5 losers from Cardiff met at the legendary dodgy all night after party spot, Netty's Fancy Dress Shop, a few years back and took to the stage to see what would happen if they just 'winged it', a lightening bolt smashed through the roof and life was breathed into what was immediately named: Sicknote. Fast forward a few years and Sicknote are touring Europe and headlining several underground festivals and punk and dance events…. with no skill between them, with just pure faith some cheap tricks and an 'in the moment' ethos,  Sicknote somehow manage to tap into something and whip their audience into a complete frenzy and leave them gagging for more every single time. Get to a live ceremony now, and witness the Sickness.


Doghouse - Vocals
Dr Conker - Spiritual Guidance
Flapsandwich - Music Production
The Filth - Drums
Johnny No Cash - Visual Jockey

It will never be what you know....it's always going to be who you know...
Always trying to find underground styles..  a share of what makes my
heart a little stronger ...or summat that makes me screws ma face up,..and bang me head like a bell end!

UNDERGROUNDSOUND          GENRE NEUTRAL aka BEATNIK

🏴 🔊 🎵  Rave ON !

Techno/Tekno/Tribe/Acid/Mental/Électro/D&B/Break/Dub/DownTempo/HipHop/Rock/Punk..

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