A feature for the illustration website 'The after school club collective' celebrating all things fuzz; assembled, blurred together, strung out, fleeced back again, fluffed up and then brushed clean with care and a foot firmly pressed on the fuzzbox.

Contains punk, 'indietronica' and psychadelia that jitters back and forth and is best listened to from the tape-deck of that car from Starsky and Hutch next to a Sasquatch.

I hope it leaves you with a warm and static fuzzy feeling.

20 tracks