NEW LP 1000 POUNDS OF Oi! OUT NOW!
“They called us 1000 Pounds of Oi! when we first hit the stage. No one could have known the fire in our hearts. We play it hard. We play it true. It’s all we wanna do. So, come along and we’ll do it just for you!”
This remarkable band, arguably the biggest band in Oi!, couldn’t have led off their new album with a more fitting synopsis of why they’ve been so loved for the last decade. Relentless, they never give up. They never give in. Only their third proper full-length amidst a dozen singles and EP’s, this in-your-face contribution to the world of streetpunk and Oi! is hands-down their finest work to date.
While some of the band members may have slimmed down a touch, their sound is bigger and fatter and hookier than ever! Never without a poignant message for the working class, these guys have delivered in prime fashion one of the best Bay Area streetpunk albums released in a long time!
These 10 songs are a pulse-pounding, thought-provoking, scathing critique of the status quo, and an empowering call-to-arms for people to come together as a community and society, to resist against all forms of oppression!
An uplifting message to the working class is what fans of Harrington Saints have come to expect and revel in – and with this album, they deliver 1000 POUNDS of it, and more!
PRESS & PROMO
If this writer has one bone to pick with Lashley and Illuminator, it’s that the album is too damned short. From start to all-too-early finish, the melodies catch you pretty quickly. – Dying Scene
…sometimes an album is so good it grabs you, holds you spellbound and immobile until it is finished with you. And then you hit the play button again. You want to tell everyone about this album, so that you can talk about it with them, so you can see that experience play over their faces, but you are trapped. Lenny Lashley’s album, Illuminator, is one of these. – Big Wheel Magazine
…this album, this lonely and brilliant thing, the hard-won concord he’s able to anthemize, the desolation he balladates–he gives it his therapy, he trusts his zen assets, his songs, to a world/audience/void he knows isn’t going to fix much for him, but it’s still stabilizing to try–still a flexing of trust like what happens after finally seeing your parents as mortal, mistaken people, or watching a loved one move out, or standing by while a career demystifies without reward–it all comes back to you and things you can’t keep from admitting to yourself and finding a strength you can build with after that deconstruction. – Nine Bullets
On first listen those who hear “Hooligans” will recognize the song for precisely what it is: a classic indie rock anthem in the Replacements and Gaslight Anthem tradition but with a distinctly Bostonian flavor. – Hellbound