The Widows

London-based. Post-punk, psych, rock ’n’ roll… or something that slipped through the cracks. Visceral enough to shake your bones, hypnotic enough to make you forget your pint. Born in 2015, they played shows that left audiences looking like they’d just survived a minor electrical storm. Released an album (Popular Demand) and a single with a name that sparked confusion, complaints, and dancing—sometimes all at once (Brexit Chainstore Massacre). Then the drummer vanished overseas, because apparently flights trump rock ’n’ roll (still mates, promise). Fast-forward: resurrection, new blood. Kim Le Tan – vocals/synth Francesco Manzi – guitar/vocals Roger Salsas – bass/vocals Vince Johnson – drums Yes, they love The Stooges, Bowie, The Cramps, Television, The Fall etc. No, they’re not doing impressions. Think of it more like they fell into the same trench and crawled out covered in some strange sonic fuzz. The Widows deal in shadowy guitars, psych-tinged textures, and grooves that grab you from across the room and won’t let go. Songs swing from melodic to unhinged—sometimes in the same breath. Kim’s vocals? Seduction or hex, depends on the night. They’ve haunted Camden Rocks and other dens of iniquity. Now they’re finishing their most ambitious record yet (they've said that before, but this time they they might just mean it). Live, The Widows will either convert you or confuse you—but you won’t forget them. Rock ’n’ roll band. Maelstrom of sound. Proceed accordingly.