What comes around goes around...so the saying goes. Exactly 20 years ago a certain band released what is now regarded as one of the finest albums of all time and subsequently started the grunge explosion of the '90s. Two years prior to that they released their debut album, 'Bleach', and this is where we begin with Feud. Formed four years ago by brothers Greg and Guy Combrinck, they have spent the last few years paying their dues throughout the UK supporting the likes of Cancer Bats and Young Guns. After releasing their debut EP 'Out From The Inside' to critical acclaim, they now unleash their first long player 'Waterdog' for the plaid shirt and combat short-wearing masses to devour.

This High Wycombe based four piece make no bones about their influences, they take the raw and meaty elements of Nirvana and Mudhoney even, mixing up fuzzy riffs with infectious melodies that you would swear you have heard before, and in some cases you have done.

Opener 'Dying To Meat You' fades in with a fuzzed up riff, all urgent and instant from the start, vocalist Greg Combrinck snarling "Can I dry you out before I'm done? Can I taste your skin?" more Corey Taylor than Cobain here. Its an angst driven affair, the chorus sung over a nice wall of guitars it's a fine two minute introduction. 'Breathe' has the spectre of Cobain all over it, the vocal melody, even the background vocals are hauntingly like the Cobain/Grohl combination we all know.

The pop sensibilities of 'Through Your Eyes' are more akin to Weezer or Senseless Things, a sweet sounding tune riding on a bouncy bass riff, it's seemingly a tale of fixing a broken relationship and it's a definite highlight for me.

'Sick And Tired' opens with a muddier sounding version of the riff from Foo Fighters' 'My Hero' and 'Blame Me' is Nirvana's 'On A Plane', it just blatantly uses that melody for the chorus, thing is, it's a good song. "A simple song just to pass the memory on" sings Greg, fair enough says I.

The sing-a-long chorus of 'Get Out' screams Weezer at me again, then album closer 'Desolate Man' starts off all Neil Young and is a prime slab of a riff to finish things off nicely.

Maybe they thought they could get away with pinching all best best bits of Nirvana, wrapping em up in 'Gish'-era Pumpkins/early Foo Fighters noise, and no one would notice...well Feud you have been busted!

There is not an original note on this album, but that doesn't mean its a bad one, far from it. What they lack in originality they make up for in catchy tuneage. On the one hand I want to shout "plagiarism!" but then again on the other hand part of me says there is nothing original in rock 'n' roll anymore anyway and I should just embrace it for what it is..and that is damn good music....the jury is out on this one...you decide.

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