I believe I have a reasonably sharp intuition. Throughout my life, I often find my earliest judgment is the correct one. Today, my instinct was spot on once again. Opening like a demented spaghetti western, when I pressed play on The WRS self-titled album, I had a sneaking suspicion I was in for something special. And I was right.
Hailing from Charleroi, Belgium, The WRS are a garage-rock trio with bucket loads of talent. You get the sense that the three friends were born in the same hospital ward, and came out of the womb playing infectious, energetic tunes from day one. Magic Powder is an incredible opener, spanning several tempos and genres within its six-minute duration. Just when you think things are starting to calm down, you’re thrust right back into the mosh pit, and it’s simply brilliant. From this moment onwards, the album takes you on a rollercoaster ride that you’ll want to experience again and again. There are many highs throughout, and a standout track for me is At The Bottom Of The Sea. The closing piece is an epic song called Inavouable, and it sums up everything great about the band.
This eponymous piece of work is full of extremely memorable moments, cementing the fact that The WRS are sure to be a favourite amongst gig-goers around the world. I’d love to catch them live when things return to normality.