The jerky, sugar-rush rockers of Born Ruffians invite you to the farmhouse, where there are not cluster flies, alas, but there are plenty of animals at the ready to intrude upon your cooking sessions. This is where you can Like Jamie Lidell’s Jim, a sort of cute opening premise takes a darker turn in Act III, but it’s still cute and infectiously poppy, because that’s just how Born Ruffians do. In fact you might even say it was an Animal Farm, if you were into stretching your Orwellian references. Luckily, we aren’t.
That cut comes from the Ruffians’ really good Red, Yellow & Blue LP, which is out via Warp.