Album artwork for Key Markets (Reissue) by Sleaford Mods

Re-Issue of Key Markets from 2015 on Extreme Eating. The third album from Sleaford Mods and it's business as usual. It's an articulate, authentic and exhilarating expression of the state of the nation. The Nottingham duo's third cracker in three years finds producer Andrew Fearn's insistent beats and basslines again providing the perfect vehicle for Jason Williamson's furiously spluttered, sweary rhymes. His scattergun blunderbuss takes fire at anything and everything: his mates' music taste ("Put the CD on. It's fucking Shakin' Stevens!"), Ed Miliband, Nick Clegg, Tory cuts, bad dope, Starbucks, woolly jumpers, Lauren Laverne, Blur ("even the drummer's a fucking MP"), gangs in leather jackets ("motorbikes from the 50s. You live in Carlton, you twat") to alienation itself ("no one's bothered"). Key Markets ain't pretty - and that's entirely the point.

Sleaford Mods

Key Markets (Reissue)

Extreme Eating
Album artwork for Key Markets (Reissue) by Sleaford Mods
LP

£15.99

Housed in a Gatefold Sleeve.

Red and White Splatter.

Released 03/11/2023Catalogue Number

EE006

Album artwork for Key Markets (Reissue) by Sleaford Mods
CD

£9.99

Released 20/03/2020Catalogue Number

EE006CD

Sleaford Mods

Key Markets (Reissue)

Extreme Eating
Album artwork for Key Markets (Reissue) by Sleaford Mods
LP

£15.99

Housed in a Gatefold Sleeve.

Red and White Splatter.

Released 03/11/2023Catalogue Number

EE006

Album artwork for Key Markets (Reissue) by Sleaford Mods
CD

£9.99

Released 20/03/2020Catalogue Number

EE006CD

Re-Issue of Key Markets from 2015 on Extreme Eating. The third album from Sleaford Mods and it's business as usual. It's an articulate, authentic and exhilarating expression of the state of the nation. The Nottingham duo's third cracker in three years finds producer Andrew Fearn's insistent beats and basslines again providing the perfect vehicle for Jason Williamson's furiously spluttered, sweary rhymes. His scattergun blunderbuss takes fire at anything and everything: his mates' music taste ("Put the CD on. It's fucking Shakin' Stevens!"), Ed Miliband, Nick Clegg, Tory cuts, bad dope, Starbucks, woolly jumpers, Lauren Laverne, Blur ("even the drummer's a fucking MP"), gangs in leather jackets ("motorbikes from the 50s. You live in Carlton, you twat") to alienation itself ("no one's bothered"). Key Markets ain't pretty - and that's entirely the point.