Rock revelry with a Scandinavian twist
Finnish bands: always a good idea. They like their rock’n’roll, but they’re also a bit mad. Excitedly celebrating their record collections, the Stukas hit the ground running with a vigorous mix of Cochran and Holly, ’60s pop, ’70s Sweet, 12-bar a-go-go and a closing epic dressed in Suede. Realistically, there’s little need for the preposterous whistling solos, the sudden falsettos, the bursts of strings, the howling dogs and the maniacal laughter that arise throughout this likeable kicking-up of heels, but it comes with the turf. The Screamin’ Stukas are fun, and funny, and, naturally, “everything’s all right”. So that’s OK, then.