SINGLE REVIEW: Shaker Poisson – Space Rocket

Shaker Poisson’s ‘Space Rocket’ is a wild, sugar-rushed detonation of styles — a punky firework that crackles with colour, confusion, and conviction. From the very first beat, it's chaos with intention: skate-punk riffs tumble over themselves with fizzy, effervescent glee, while infectious hooks cling on tight to keep it all from flying off into space. It's loud, playful, and strange in all the best ways — like someone duct-taped Beastie Boys, early Biffy Clyro, and a crate of J-pop vinyls to a rocket and lit the fuse.

There’s a brilliant clash happening here. Glam swagger, art rock eccentricity, hardcore punk grit and even a streak of EDM pulse all collide without warning. At one moment, it's all chugging power chords and snarling vocals — the next, you're dropped into some glitter-soaked breakdown that twitches with electronic beats and struts like it's backstage at a fashion show. It shouldn’t work. But it really, really does.

What holds it together is the sheer confidence in execution. The vocals shapeshift as needed — one moment bratty and bold, the next more melodic or even playfully spoken — guiding the track through its genre-melting detours with a wink and a nod. The riffs stay robust and hooky no matter how much they bubble and stretch, and the drums act as a flexible spine, locking everything in place when needed and loosening up when things get weirder.

Lyrically and conceptually, there’s a real brain at work behind the bedlam. ‘Space Rocket’ toys with the absurdity of our cosmic ambitions — poking fun at the billionaires, the dreamers, the meme-fuelled races to nowhere — but there’s still wonder in it. It laughs at the madness but doesn’t stop looking up. That tension between satire and sincerity gives it a strangely emotional undertow, even when the sonics are going full cartoon.

This is genre casserole done right — sticky, chaotic, delicious. Shaker Poisson might be riffing on madness, but they’ve built something that holds its shape. ‘Space Rocket’ isn’t just a catchy burst of punk energy — it’s a glitter-drenched rocket ride through everything exciting about modern alternative music. Strap in.

Amy

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