Born in the summer of 2006 out of the malevolent noxious gases of Manchester’s underbelly, when the hope of the city’s music had been handed over to teenage wet dreams and those hell-bent on drowning in the nostalgia of Madchester, The Vipers burst onto the scene with a punch in the ribs and a heavy dose of rock n roll. Wearing their wickedness on their sleeves, The Vipers dish up an Orwellian glare over whatever dystopia their retinas retain from their travels round the bog-brush ends of Britain and their own little underground.

Since self-releasing their debut mini album, Fear Of The Redheads, they’ve had the pleasure of opening shows for The Bellrays, The Beasts of Bourbon, The Damned and The Dirtbombs.

Not giving a flying fuck if they’re soundtracking anyone’s life except their own, with missives from behind enemy lines, The Vipers aren’t a rock and roll band , they’re a weapon of mass destruction, military tight and louder than bombs, executing savage but brilliantly executed bursts of angry distortions. It’s an exciting, spine tingling spectacle built from the essence of a riot, but destined for much, much bigger things.

Their new album, The Boys On The Burning Deck, is out now on their very own Northern Hoodoo Recordings.

DISCOGRAPHY

Fear Of The Redheads - 6 trk EP (Northern Hoodoo Recordings)

Satellite Boys 7", b/w Icarus (Dirty Water Records)

The Boys On The Burning Deck - Full length debut album (Northern Hoodoo Recordings)