A Certain Shade ‎– Three Kingdoms

Shimauma Records ‎– SR-0001
CD, Album


1 Don't Come Knockin' 5:27
2 Drive On 3:09
3 (And On) Dub 3:36
4 News 3:45
5 Wash Your Hands 4:45
6 Do It In Style 3:44
7 Alfons X 3:01
8 Self Control 3:33
9 I'm Coming Back 3:52
10 No Money 7:11
11 Barcelona Dub 5:46


Hail illiterate peasant, I bring great news!! A Certain Shade – the infamous warrior-scientists on a mission to reverse entropy using only the sound-weapon known as 'dub-reggae-etc' - are back.

Having completed an eight-year tour in the crusades, narrowly defeating the terrible beast-child, 'Hawking's Baboon', these gargantuan pre-programmed avant-garde bots are guaranteed to induce a feverish state that can only be described as 'dangerously loose'. Catch this up-and-coming band before they inflate to the size of airships and destroy all civilization in an endless search for sustenance. The governments will be powerless.

I challenge all who see A Certain Shade not to simultaneously ejaculate, vomit and defecate in joy and horror as the band, a hideous amalgamation of part-man, part-seal, part-machine take to the stage like a sentient lasagna, with slavering lips and lusty eyes twitching at the unsuspecting audience.

Do you like to skank? Do you like to let it all flop out like a decadent halibut, then come down and flap your appropriate bits to the hypnotic rhythm excreted by these aphids of sound.

Will you find your life miraculously improved by this band?

Will you instantly become more attractive to the opposite sex?

Will you find that listening to ACS will vastly improve your career prospects at work?
I know I did.