Lauren Forster and her London-Kent brethren are only two singles into their immediate millennial punk rock explorations, and their sound is already being talked about as a new movement: Brexit Punk. Theirs is not the 40-year-old desperation of the rubbish and debt-strewn late seventies original guard; it’s more the austerity-driven, McJobs realization that there is still no future, unless you’re happy to settle for an excruciatingly mundane and empty one.

The Brexit band

The brilliantly named Weekend Recovery’s look and sound is far from deprived – it’s the steeped rock knowledge of Royal Blood dynamics with Yeah Yeah Yeah’s attitude, Forster’s clear and able voice becoming increasingly, beautifully bitter, as the realities of broken promises and vacuous entitlement theories mount up like polystyrene burger cartons around her.

Weekend Recovery tour the UK in February 2017, and they take in Leeds, Manchester, Leicester, Nottingham, Sheffield, Birmingham, Brighton, Bournemouth, Kent and London.

The Brexit attitude

"Stop looking at my pictures on social media," she deadpans, the irony of being in the hottest band on tour at the moment presumably not being lost on the charismatic, almost Madonna-esque front-woman. Weekend Recovery batters the "Don’t Try and Stop Me" prime-Queen message into bruised new Hands Off Gretel and pre-sell out Evanescence shapes, and fashions a new post-Brexit anthem from the pummelled wreckage.

Two singles into their career, WR are already making a name for themselves with their YouTube videos into the thousands, and waiting audiences up and down Great Britain.

Forster is very much the millenial post-femme, Katy Perry-style icon in waiting.

The video looks like it was shot in a crypt, the band’s evident fondness for a romanticized proto-goth Siouxsie/Bauhaus glowering eerily through. With Farage’s work done, and May steadily pulling the shroud fully over the corpse of an open Britain, Weekend Recovery are enunciating how it feels to be the future of those deprived. A furious howl into an empty now.