Having attracted notoriety, and then fallen foul of social media safeguards, the band formerly known as Slutface reconfigured their name last year. Their sense of mischief remains intact, however. The Norwegian pop-punk outfit come out fighting on the nagging Magazine, a cheerful diatribe against the objectification of women: “Patti Smith would never put up with this shit,” sneers the chorus. They’re avowedly political, having protested over the contamination of a fjord in 2016, but just as irked by the glut of insipid male singer-songwriters (Nancy Drew). Songs like Pitted, meanwhile – which finds sweet-voiced singer Haley Shea giving props to Beyoncé, “doing [her] Hotline Bling thing” and wigging out to Bohemian Rhapsody – prove Sløtface are up for a party as well as polemic.
Sløtface: Try Not to Freak Out review – polemics and partying
Kitty Empire is the Observer's pop critic. She has written for NME and occasionally crops up on Radio 4, 5Live, BBC 6Music, and has appeared on BBC2's The Culture Show and Newsnight Review. @kittyempire666