“Having been in several ‘meat and potato’ indie bands the last thing I wanted to serve was a shepherd’s pie” explains Alfie Enzo, the batshit crazy brainchild behind Leeds band Walt’s Frozen Head. “Hopefully, this is more poached eggs and trifle”. Take that as you will, but it’s best seen as an explanation and ethos behind Walt’s Frozen Head, and the myriad facets that combine to make them what they are.
In theory, it shouldn’t work, on paper however…
Taking as much influence from The League of Gentlemen and Terry Gilliam as from ‘60s psych and avant-garde pop, the Leeds band are genuinely offering something different. Following on from the release of their eponymous debut single, Walt’s Frozen Head return with another delicious slice of something completely different.
“‘Mungo Take A Ride’ is a deceiving little ditty. This seemingly playful slice of whimsy has a crafty dark side… the lyrics spit more venom than a cobra in a tumble dryer. Our protagonist nurses his decaying soul and obsesses on the factors that played their part. The working title was “The Shits That Won’t Flush”
All sane people recognise Trump as a dangerous megalomaniac, but it’s the little Trumps that can be the most pungent; the shits in our immediate worlds that promote abject feelings of disdain and despair by using power to be personal. With juxtaposition referencing pop songs from happier times with a dollop of pitch-black humour, the result is a chaotic schizophrenic finger buffet.
For everyone who has been made to feel expendable this toe-tapping bouquet of scorn is for you. Beware you little shits; Walt is armed with a plunger and toilet duck and he’s sniffed you out… Please, Mungo Take A Ride.”