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HANNAH’S LITTLE SISTER
Hannah's Little Sister

Like a night out in Blackpool, three drinks in, Hannah’s Little Sister ooze a sort of sleaze-glam hysteria that holds fans in rapture. Whip smart and with a precarious day-before-deadline-disorder, they sound like a kind of romanticised squalor. Slate-grey skies and primary colours. A cheap night out in a leopard print ball gown. Desynchronised, junk-pop for an absent generation. Or in their words: “A bombastic racket for those who like to smack it.”

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They’re a talented bunch too. Drummer Will was on CBBC’s ‘Trapped’, a sort of ‘Crystal Maze’ meets ‘Saw’ potpourri for the 11–13 demographic; a description that while outwardly fun, draws deeper parallels with the challenges and psychological tortures of wider society. It’s a trick they employ throughout debut EP.mp3. On the surface, the songs jolt with all the juiced voltage of a boisterous school trip, but when the light catches, glassy shimmers of deeply personal experience and social commentary glance the ear. “The lyrics are more serious than the flailing anarchy we exorcise on stage. Bringing songs to the band becomes a way of letting go of my hang-ups and reminds me that none of it really matters. It can be made so much lighter and fun when you’re sharing with friends.” discloses Meg. At its essence, Hannah’s Little Sister is about ‘fun, love, happiness and friendship’ reveals Nina.

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Dress up couture, sketchball storylines and freakadelic press shots single them out as a band making biscuits in the cracker factory. While this belch of Dada expressionism exudes fun, the band themselves also view it as a way of sending up the music industry; inflated with self-importance, obsessing over flawlessness. “There’s an absolute imperfection to everything we do because we’re imperfect people.  A chaotic puzzle of individuals.”  states Ash. A slapdash, DIY ethic sits at the heart of everything they do, with Ash a huge force in how the band are presented aesthetically. “He’s a crazy genius in my opinion and always manages to create a visual aid to how the songs felt to me when I wrote them.” says Meg.

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Gumball rallying across the country in Will’s Astra estate, they revel in their patchwork-woven backdrop of distorted imagination, having the “bestest time and singing loudly” like classmates after a few too many Dip Dabs. In fact, the band’s name is itself an act of secondary-school-nickname-reclamation. Meg’s older sister is called Hannah, therefore ‘law of the playground’ states that Meg must forever and universally be known as ‘Hannah’s Little Sister’. “It came from Hannah telling me when I was a kid that if I was to start a band that I should call it ‘Hannah’s Little Sister’ as that’s all anybody will ever know me as. That was when I decided my first project would have that name.”

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A sort of lo-fi gap year followed the band’s one and only single to date, 2018’s self-produced ‘20’, before the trashy millennial mash-up signed to Heist or Hit. Sessions with producer Saam Jafarzadeh (Her’s /Brad Stank) followed whereby the gang committed their unruly live show to the computer; the core of the recordings, all guts – instinctive, fearless and intoxicated.

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Riotous single ‘Bin Mouth’ has all the street-smarts and scuzz-punk of Kenickie. The bullshit pomposity of others is taken apart over a coiled spring of distortion and chant-along keyboards. “Everybody knows a bin mouth” states Meg. “People who like to chat rubbish when really, they should just zip it. Litterbugs and chattermugs.”  The verse crashes into silence before the caffeine-scream of an accusatory Greek chorus asks ‘What ya being a bin mouth for?!’  Fresher than a ziplocked daisy and with more bite than a purple nasty. Guitarist Ashley directed and edited the video, which was conceived, written and shot by the band themselves, alongside good friends Beebo Boobin and Dagny Kristensen. The result? A low-budget-children’s-TV-show-meets-‘Revenge-of-the-Wheelie-Bin’ B-movie hybrid.

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In an industry emulsioned in SYCO magnolia, Hannah’s Little Sister are Jackson Pollocking the shit out of proceedings. They want to play the first ever gig on the moon and win Eurovision. They find inspiration in Guerilla Toss and Daniel Beddingfield, Tracy Beaker and Zzzap! They shave each other’s heads and then grow it back together. “The band is an outlet for us four friends to be creative and have a laugh, lots of silly inside jokes, nothing serious, we probably don’t mean any of it, or maybe we mean all of it.”

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