The Pink Fairies second release, this album, while perhaps lacking the vast inventiveness of the first, Never Never Land album, is far more representative of the Fairies' live act — raw and highly energised. A pure rock album, with a couple of passing nods to the psychedelia of the time and of the first album's magnificent Uncle Harry's Last Freak Out, What A Bunch Of Sweeties gives us no nonsesnse rock, a few killer hooks and the staggering guitar prowess of Paul Rudolph.
The actual recording quality is low, and one assumes that the band spent a couple of days at most in the studio, but the raw talent of these three guys comes through again and again.
In many ways, predecessors to the punk generation, having evolved from Mick Farren's Deviants, the Fairies were very much a troubador outfit, living for life on the road and shunning the record industry. Unfortunately, despite their incredibly long career (incredible in that anything more than a year of that lifestyle is hard to believe) the Fairies were destined for obscurity and eaking out a meagre living. Despite this, bassist, Duncan Sanderson, and drummer, Russel Hunter, were still playing with the Fairies into the late seventies, with Rudolph's replacement, er... forgotten his name. Damn! And it was going so well...
Those who like British rock really must listen to this album. Highly recommended