Album Review: Gluey by The Flying Medallions
Alright, let’s talk about Gluey, the latest punk rock banger from The Flying Medallions. Hailing from the UK and released under Acupuncture Records, this album is raw, unfiltered, and kinda feels like getting hit with a water balloon full of attitude—messy but awesome.
First off, “Words for Windows” grabs you right away. It’s one of those tracks that sticks in your head not because it’s polished or perfect, but because it’s got this scrappy energy that just screams rebellion. The lyrics are sharp—like someone ranting at 2 AM after one too many coffees—and the guitar riffs are crunchy enough to make you wanna smash something (in a good way). Honestly, I kept replaying it because there’s something oddly satisfying about how chaotic it feels. Like, yeah, life’s messy, so why shouldn’t music be too?
Then there’s the title track, “Gluey.” Man, this song hits different. It starts off slow, almost teasing you, then BAM—it explodes into this wild mix of punk fury and rock grit. You can tell The Flying Medallions aren’t trying to reinvent the wheel here; they’re just having fun while spinning it outta control. There’s this part where the vocals get all raspy and desperate, and it honestly gave me goosebumps. Feels real, y’know? Not some overproduced nonsense meant to sell concert tickets.
One thing I dig about Gluey is how it doesn’t take itself too seriously. This isn’t some pretentious art project—it’s just a buncha dudes making noise and telling stories. Sure, it might not change your life, but it’ll definitely make your day more interesting.
Here’s the weird thing though: listening to this album made me think about duct tape. Yeah, random, I know. But hear me out—duct tape fixes everything, right? Broken stuff, ripped jeans, whatever. And that’s kinda what Gluey feels like. A patchwork masterpiece held together by passion and a whole lotta glue. So if you’re into punk rock that’s as rough around the edges as you are, give this album a spin. Just don’t blame me if it gets stuck in your head for days.
