As a songwriter, Frank Carter is no stranger to taking the temperature of the world around him. It is not unexpected, therefore, that events since 2019’s End Of Suffering have inspired an album that throbs with anger, frustration and wild abandon. How many times over lockdown did you fantasise about absolutely losing your shit the next time you finally made it to a gig, a club, or even just your local boozer? Sticky is a record that understands this urge, its opening title-track a swaggering release of pressure that captures the fizzy, visceral thrill of a return to hedonism. The yobbish bounce of Bang Bang and Take It To The Brink celebrate the mood-enhancing effects of excess without ignoring the resultant comedown, reflecting the reality of life as exp...
