The Twang

The "Brummie Mondays"

So, The Twang. Rarely has so much highly strung verbiage been expended on a band that’s only just released their debut single. Colliding with the lads in mid March, they’re bang in the middle of their first UK tour, flirting with a top ten singles position by virtue of the mid-weeks, and are all across the media as 2007’s band most likely. Hell, they’ve even managed to develop their own internet originating mini backlash already.
Yet by their lead singer’s Phil Etheridge’s admission, “we ain’t done nothing yet. We ain’t started yet. We’ve just got to carry on, get the record out, keep doing good gigs, and keep our heads.” Aye, fine purveyors of retro baggy chic they may be but this down to earth Brummie firm of geezers are refreshingly unassuming and modest about the whirlwind that’s been surrounding them for the last six months. When even John Squires is describing you as the “Brummie Mondays”, one might think they had their work cut out. Well they would have, if they weren’t any bleeding good that is.