Allusinlove - Allusinlove

Allusinlove - Allusinlove

Once you are able to make your way past the Chinese finger trap masquerading as a band name, I invite you to enjoy one of England's freshest and most exciting new prospects. Allusinlove (AUIL), the latest to emerge from the Leeds/Yorkshire rock scene are a red-hot quartet with a message and an effective means of delivery: tasty tunes.

Despite their youth and hunger, AUIL has a distinct Jurassic feeling to them. Part of a movement of rockers modernising the heavier influences from the past, their stomping riffs and straightforward spirit seems plucked straight from the ’70s. Nothing is hidden and everything is given at face value, be it their feel-good, hip swinging inspired riffs or their scorching vocals, AUIL has a little something for everyone. Opener All Good People is a searing lick fest with a shout-along chorus, and Bad Girls is a tar dipped fist-pumper that seems designed with the festival circuit in mind. Appearing just manic enough to sound deliciously out of control, AUIL has a certain sharpness to them that accompanies their razor guitar and thunderous drums that helps elevate their lyricism and attitude to another level.


Gloriously OTT, with buckets of swagger, personality and confidence, Allusinlove is a sound to behold. Simple enough to avoid pitfalls and accessible to everyone who enjoys having a good time, AUIL is the soundtrack to linking arms with strangers at a gig and headbanging the night away. To be experienced, and not missed.

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