Three former members of the Stoke-on-Trent sweat rock outfit The Recondites turn their limited talents to folky smut, peddling it in bars and dens places of ill repute around London town…
Wandering between sleaze and heartbreak, Franks Casket's lyrics tackle heavyweight topics of our time; namely pub closures, absent-minded lechery and World War 2, spread over a musical base made from medolica breezes, mandolin riffs and cheeky finger-pick-ed folk. Influences include Dylan, The Moldy Peaches and the moon. Occasionally poignant, sometimes amusing but generally smutty
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