The Figgs don't mess around. The ricochet of the guitar dives out of the box like a well groomed Thoroughbred Similar to a horse trained to race hard and fast, The Figgs come at you with gritty abandon. The Figgs stil have their loyal fan bases gathered since the 90s, I believe because they still clingto their 90s roots with renegade guitar riffs, heady bass lines and driving and lyrics that sweat. "Grab Your Pack" is ripe with lyrics that to me feel like their take on the current world climate. The ricochet of the Mike's guitar fires back at you with frenetic urgency. Pete leans in with his ripped edges style of bass playing. "Pressed white suit. A well groomed 'stache. Better exhale before your lungs collapse." They rattle into harmonizing that sounds like a well worn sigh. Just hours before they were singing and dancing now they are covered in plastic. I pictured a posh pool party ...
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