Sinners from Holy Shit! by We are Creosote
The messed up electronics of mentally ill Glasgow Southsiders. The rage of not being served in the off license quick enough. The despair as you lose a shoe in a pothole. The far off scream of tyres as an Audi leaves the road and crashes into Queens Park. The sharp tang of skunk haning in the air. A pair of trousers discarded in the street. Puke being eaten by pigeons. That's We Are Creosote.