This is extreme music for those who never sleep ! Sex, voodoo drugs, industrial beats and screaming guitars collide with B-movie madness, rock’n’roll obsessions and a sick fascination for the apocalypse. PY takes every cliché you can imagine, then warps it and throws it back into your face, like The Cramps used to do ; but unlike The Cramps, they roam and rampage many contradictory musical universes. Sometimes you’ll get a full blow of dancefloor madness, then sometimes they’ll take you into strange experimental landscapes ; as if they didn’t give a fuck about what their audience is waiting for. And actually, that’s the truth : Punish Yourself don’t give a fuck about anything. This is just doomsday music, boys and girls, enjoy it or go fuck yourself !