Bastard Lounge, Sleaze Funk and Sneer Of Consciousness are just a couple of labels that twats have tried to pin on Terry. The smoothest bastard this side of the Pennines, the one and only Terry Venomous serves up filthy lofi licks that will require you to pour hand sanitiser in your ears after aural consumption. He’s already been called ‘an understated genius’ by Sex Pop King, Brad Stank and ‘Like Mark E Smith On Tramadol’ by Close Encounters Club.  Recounting tales of holidays in Eastern Europe to sampling a furious Alex Jones, the baseball capped laureate makes music to sink into couches to but never quite lets you relax with every track punctuated by a sinister air.

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Eyesore & The Jinx’s ‘The Exile Parlour EP’ marks our first physical release

We’re delighted to have pressed our debut vinyl from the West Derby’s nicest snides, Eyesore & The Jinx. Available now from all good record shops and bandcamp in sweet sweet gammon pink. At the average price of only 6 and a half Fray Bentos pies, it’s a stone cold bargain that will leave you feeling […]

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