SPUCKE are a brilliant band, and although their songs are in German and I have NO idea what is being said for the most part (I translated some of the songs, and their message is solid) what I do know, is that their music is everything you’d want from a rowdy Punk band. Translation of the band name is spit which lets you instantly know that this band have something to say- and you’re gonna sit back and listen! Every song is played with everything they have. The words are said with all their chest, and will ring in your eardrums for days. Let them do it, you’ll feel better.
Their debut record came out a few weeks ago (I’m assuming it’s their debut because I can’t find anything else online about them) and if this is what they sound like with just one record, then we should be afraid of what they are capable of. Go ahead and give this band the world, they deserve it. But only the good parts.
I love the obnoxious tone in The Armrest; they don’t want to share their armrest with you on the bus/tram/train with you, and they already took their feet off the seat- what more do you want from them?! It’s an unserious number but it’s still a great song, and it’s another example of why they are one of the best Punk bands around. The sound all the way through on this record is delicious and you can’t help but want more.
I really love Beton Verzeiht Nie (concrete never forgives, I think is the translation) and how it is delivered with this urgency and you can feel that at the bones of it, it’s like a cry for help or a cry out of desperation. Don’t let that put you off, because it can be that desperation and urgency that drives a band to create something truly remarkable. Case in point on this record for sure!
For me, SPUCKE deliver feelings of hopelessness, angry and desperation in a way that’s not been done like this in a while. There is something there in these songs that stops you, and you’re like, “Ah fuck man! I feel this way too!” And you don’t feel totally at a loss by carrying it around. This is the kind of record you play when you go for a walk on your own, and you just need some time to process whatever is going on in your head. You know, there are so many moments on this record that just leave you in awe and another great example is Aversion Gegen Teile (I think means Aversion To Parts, I could be wrong here.) It’s just over 4 minutes long, and it is dark. It’s a proper heavy number. The kind of song you let consume you at 4pm on a foggy October afternoon when the streets are strangely quiet. It’ll haunt you but in the best way possible. Of all the songs on this record, I think this one may stick with me the most.
As someone who is so scared of flying, SPUCKE make me wish I could go to Germany and get lost in the Punk scene there. But instead, I’ll just listen to the music. Close my eyes and pretend I am there. They’re the kind of band that give their all in their live shows, and I hope one day I get to see them because this is the kind of energy and sound, I want to seep into my eardrums and never leave.
In just 9 songs, SPUCKE have made their mark. They have absolutely made a lasting impression on me, and I hope when I’m 80 years old, I am blasting out their music and having a great time and maybe annoy my neighbours with how loud I’m playing it. They have that snarly energy that Dead Boys had, and when you find a band that can do that- cling onto them.
Lyrically, their songs are heavy and sound wise too they will blow your mind. They are unlike anything else I’ve heard or heard in a long time, and I really hope we hear more from them because this record is too great to be a one-off for sure. If you get the chance to see them live, take it. I feel they will change your world for the better.
If you live in the UK, and you want the record- No Front Teeth Records will sort you out!












