Few bands have created such healthy debate amongst the music loving public than Birmingham-based The Twang. The start of 2007 saw many column inches in a whole diaspora of publications given over to the duo vocaled group.
Automatically inheriting a fan-base that veers towards the more hedonistic or weekend worshipping, many see in them a beautiful nod towards the days of baggy and such tuneless, unlamented bands like Flowered Up.
Many question the worth of a band like The Twang, but they clearly underestimate the pull of a good pint and a brawl, as characterised by a number of their songs. Other topics include drugs and wimmin.
The band seem largely unflustered by their new status as the great hope for British music. Possibly a sensible move; as the band themselves say it's more important that; “Everybody’s ‘Avin It”...