Video Premiere: Spider Kitten ‘The Spoiler’ – ‘The Truth Is Caustic To Love’ Releases 27th June

Emerging from the depths of sonic despair, Spider Kitten return with The Spoiler, a short, bludgeoning burst of doomy, sludge and noise-rock fury that hits like a rusted hammer to the temple. Clocking in at just one minute and eight seconds, this track doesn’t waste a millisecond, it snarls, stomps and slams with the raw intensity of a band who know how to weaponise brevity.

Taken from their new 14 track album, The Truth Is Caustic To Love, that’s set to hit the streets on 27th June through Salford’s very own APF Records, about the track Chi Lameo says, ‘Like rest of the album the drums and rhythm guitars were completely improvised and what you hear is the very first take, in fact the very first time we played it. Overdubs and vocals were then laboured over for about 18 months.’

As for the lyrics and the album itself, he adds, ‘the lyrics are about, you could say reluctant, but ultimately necessary, betrayal. Cutting off a figurative gangrenous limb to save the rest of the body. A short song, especially for us. The whole album is mostly very short songs. Just out of a desire to do something different and avoid unnecessary repetition.’

Now click play below to experience a visual jolt that matches The Spoiler’s savage immediacy…

More On Spider Kitten And ‘The Truth Is Caustic To Love’

There are bands that set out to be heard. Spider Kitten never really cared if anyone was listening.

For over two decades, they’ve been moving in the shadows – ugly, beautiful, loud, quiet, always real. Never chameleons, never sell-outs. Just a band doing their own strange, stubborn thing. On 27th June 2025, they return with The Truth Is Caustic To Love, released through APF Records.

It’s a 14-track album that burns through in just 38 minutes. No bloat. No indulgence. Just an unrelenting stream of raw, emotional weight, shifting between sludge-soaked heaviness and fragile acoustic introspection. It doesn’t sprawl. It strikes. And it leaves a mark.

Spider Kitten’s sound has always been hard to box up. The new album draws from the slow-burning menace of Killdozer, the desert swagger of Queens Of The Stone Age, the narcotic haze of Alice In Chains, and the haunted gravel of Mark Lanegan. But it never mimics. It absorbs, twists, mutates – until what you’re left with is something uniquely Spider Kitten: heavy but not just for heaviness’ sake, melodic but never sweet, ugly in a way that’s sometimes… oddly moving.

The guitars go where they please. One minute they’re dragging you through thick, syrupy sludge, the next they’re stripped back to bare-boned acoustic fingerpicking, then erupting into feedback-drenched howling. Chi Lameo plays like he’s got unfinished business with every note, as if he’s trying to bend sound into confession. And when the volume’s dialled down, what’s left is stark and affecting – acoustic laments where his vocals turn delicate, emotionally resonant, and heartbreakingly human.

Then there are the big tracks. The ones that hit like a concrete wall. But even here, Spider Kitten aren’t content to just bludgeon. Laced between the riffs are unexpected hooks – catchy, smart, and gone before you know it. Some come with full three-part harmonies that swell, crest, and vanish, leaving you aching for their return. Nothing is overplayed. Nothing lingers longer than it should. These are moments that flash like headlights on a lonely road – brief, bright, unforgettable.

Chi’s voice remains the band’s emotional engine. Worn, bruised, cracked in places, it moves between broken croons and desperate howls with the kind of honesty that can’t be faked. There’s no hiding here. No layers of production to shield what’s really going on. Just a man telling you exactly how it feels to come apart slowly, one piece at a time.

Chris West’s drumming provides the weight – not just in decibels, but in soul. He doesn’t just hit hard. He feels hard. There’s groove when it’s needed, space when it matters, and impact when it hurts the most. It’s all muscle and restraint. Nothing wasted.

Rob Davies, once the band’s lead guitarist, now commands the low end with purpose. His basslines aren’t just structural – they’re emotional. Dirty, inventive, and unpredictable, they give the songs motion, mood, and menace. His return completes the circle in a way that makes the whole record feel fated.

The Truth Is Caustic To Love isn’t a concept album, but there’s a thread running through it. If there’s a message, it might be this: things fall apart. People do too. And there’s something strangely beautiful in the wreckage. The album doesn’t offer redemption. It doesn’t try to rescue you. It just lays everything bare.

It’s not for everyone. And Spider Kitten have never wanted it to be. But if you’ve ever felt the bottom drop out beneath you and found yourself laughing in the dark – then you’ll get it. You don’t just listen to this band. You let them in. And once they’re in, they don’t leave.

The Truth Is Caustic To Love Tracklist:
01. 13 On 6
02. The Dose
03. Sueno
04. The Spoiler
05. Fetishising Unhealthy Objects
06. Three Shots
07. Revelation #1
08. Woe Betide Me
09. Revelation #9
10. Febrile and Taciturn
11. Gold Into Shit
12. Crying Towel
13. Wretched Evergreen
14. Guilty

Spider Kitten is:
Chi Lameo – Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Piano
Chris West – Drums, Bass, Vocals, Guitars
Rob Davies – Guitars, Bass

Featured solos on Revelation #1 and Crying Towel by Luke Oram
Additional atmosphere by ptew

The Truth Is Caustic To Love, the latest album from Spider Kitten, releases 27th June through APF Records. Pre-orders are now live for the vinyl, digipak compact disc and cassette, along with various t-shirt bundles over on the labels webstore.

Label: APF Records
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