Profoundly superficial and lovin' every minute of it, with an overly keen sardonic embrace of 70s kitsch and 50s retro. Silver Chapter took their love of Kiss and Gene Vincent right to the tips of their flat-tops and back again. Appreciated by the Spacemen 3 and the Pixies alike, they were a welcome release from the uptight shoe-gazers of the early nineties. Short, sweet, neat and slapping your face like an old-fashioned washboard.