Going Round the Fire Again

“Vicious Circles” doesn’t ease you in—it grabs you by the collar and drags you straight onto a sweat-soaked dancefloor where the amps are loud, the lights are blurred, and the night refuses to end. The Spitting Pips sound fully aware of what they’re chasing here: that reckless, addictive pulse of rock ’n’ roll that keeps pulling you back even when you know better.

The track thrives on grit and momentum. The guitars snarl and screech with a raw, wah-soaked edge, creating a sense of constant motion, while the rhythm section keeps everything driving forward with unapologetic force. There’s no polish for the sake of comfort; instead, the band leans into a rough-around-the-edges sound that feels deliberate and alive. It’s the kind of production that smells faintly of warm amplifiers and late nights, where mistakes are less important than feeling.

Emotionally, “Vicious Circles” captures the strange mix of freedom and exhaustion that comes from living on repeat—same faces, same chaos, same thrill. There’s a seductive quality to the song, but also an undercurrent of tension, as if the music itself knows how easy it is to get swallowed by the loop. That push and pull gives the track its bite.

What makes this release stand out is its honesty. The Spitting Pips don’t glamorize the chaos or apologize for it; they simply turn it up and let it roar. “Vicious Circles” feels like a snapshot of a band fully committed to rock ’n’ roll as release, escape, and survival—loud, messy, and impossible to ignore.