Snatch Attack

Late in the summer of ‘15, a dust devil kicked through town: a demented pyscho-garage-punk whirl from which materialized Snatch Attack, spitting and tearing through the siren-stained Brooklyn night.
Their sound is sick, savage, sensual, sleazy, and fiercely unapologetic, with twisted roots reaching back through the thick punk sludge and into rock-and-roll's earliest knuckle-dusting infant rage.
Morgue-an Screamin’s grave-stomping primal drums and Agent Boom’s thunderous bass stand rock solid against the indignant filthy buzz of Frankie Jane Painful’s slap-back nightmare guitar, while over all of it Maddy Mayhammhmm slithers and jives, piercing her raw gin-soaked howls and barks right into your bones, snarling to her zombie lover: “I can’t wait til I can be dead too!”
Snatch Attack’s sole desire is to get you hot and bothered, revved up and ready to riot!