The Leeches first crawled out of their respective stagnant ponds at the beginning of 2001, brought together by a grubby little advert in Loot. Having written 14 songs in 10 weeks they then began annoying everybody else by playing them very loud in public.

As time went on they found their own unique sound - a blending of art-punk and darkly cruel humour that is best listened to well away from sharp objects and sheer precipices.

Having released 3 homemade (literally) singles they decided to take the plunge and knock out an album (for no other reason than that they'd organized an American tour for themselves and needed something to promote). The result was "Suck", 10 loud songs to murder your friends to.

The good ol' US of A took an amazing shine to our heroes, a shower of accolades soon had The Leeches realizing that maybe being bloody-minded, charmingly foul-mouthed and persistently stubborn could, after all, still work in the modern world.

Reviews comparing them to The Cramps, Pixies, Sonic Youth, Wire, The Damned and Blondie soon came flooding in; breathing such heady vapours did not, however, go to their heads. Instead The Leeches delved deeper, wrote some even nastier songs, and have now re-surfaced with sharper tongues and deadlier licks.