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★★★★
THEY supported the Sex Pistols at the Royal Albert Hall, opened for Blondie at Cardiff Castle, received a seal of approval from Paul Weller, are veterans of hundreds of live shows, yet we‘re talking about two teenage siblings who‘ve only just released their debut single. The Molotovs have just rounded off a short almost sold-out action-packed tour that has left the audience crying More More More — night after night.
But while that may actually be the title of the aforesaid debut single, played both at the start and end of the 16 song set, by the end of the night it also rings true.
The Molotovs‘ message is clear. From tickets for the show which have differential pricing — namely, discounted for those aged 25 and under which does help bring in a younger crowd — to songs that deliver short, sharp shocks to the system.
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