PEG LEG LOVE

Started in 2005 by singer /songwriter Ilir Zeneli As a solo project /band, currently with Rocio Galindo on drums and Christina Ownby on bass.
PEG LEG LOVE( a name from a character from the western Novel Law rides the range ) has since, released 6 full lengths, and a 4 song ep .
PEG LEG LOVE’s sound is comparable to early garage/punk acts such as the Cramps, Birthday party and the Gun Club.
A mix of Rockabilly and post Punk. With pounding drums, a Reverb Surfing Guitar, a dark bass line and some lugubrious vocals.
Peg Leg Love is the sound of L.A. with the right amount of darkness and pop.

*http://www.pegleglove.bandcamp.com
*http://www.myspace.com/pegleglove
*http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLBEAACB15AD0B5B7F


PEG LEG LOVE
Until The Night Time
Death Records
Great sound / heavy vibes from this L.A. trio who soldier forth with what you might call dark (as in “was the night, cold was the ground”) punk that spills forth from the same primordial source as the Gun Club, the Cramps, the Swampland Scientists and the Birthday Party, who get respects paid here with two ferocious covers. Singer/guitarist Ilir (who has been leading this band since ever) seems like he’s way into Jeffrey Lee Pierce and maybe wants to sing like Ian Curtis, but it turns into a Dave Vanian circa-Machine Gun Etiquette voice: theatrical, yeah, but tough, too. Opener “Captive” is the brightest track here—sounds like Zounds gone just a little goth, with whipcrack drums from the wrecker J. Explosive and guitar reverbed to the point of ricochet. From there, though, it just gets darker. Another stormer: next track “Black Widow.” A viber: “Until The Night Time,” hauled fresh from that “Swampland.” And a closing-credits bummer: “We Never Existed,” which answers the Weirdos song with monster-movie organ and an unhappy ending as Ilir explains how he “was dead before I was born.” But the cover’s got ships at sea beset by angels blowing storms, and the insert’s got skeletons getting drunk, so lemme say I figured that was where we were going along.
—Chris Ziegler L.A. Record