Journey with us to a decade of flared trousers, energy crises, and cocaine abuse as we bring you our very first song; “Disco Bitch”, the tale of a dancer with a serious attitude problem and a callous disregard for nightclub etiquette.
Yes, we’re ridiculously excited to obnoxiously trumpet the arrival of our very first song as it sashays on to the dance floor and gets all stabby with anyone who dares stand in its way.
A lot of time and effort has gone in to this (not to mention bucket-loads of Assam and innumerable chocolate digestives), so we’re anxious to hear what you think! Leave us a comment, like us on Facebook, share with your friends, pester us on the street for an autograph, or even send us a collage of our faces made from pasta shapes and your own hair (except the last one … don’t do that, it’s just weird).
So, boogie (yes, boogie!) your way a little further down the page, grab yourself a free (yes, free!) MP3, turn up the volume, and exercise extreme caution as you exercise your funk muscles … you don’t want to incur the wrath of the dance floor’s deadliest diva!
Dance, Disco Bitch, dance …
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