2015. The number. Another summer. Sound of a funky drummer. And they still got soul.
Please allow them to introduce themselves, though chances are you already know. They're men of wrath and taste, their collective fingers on the pulse of the bass, how low they go is subject to the new depths of their own personal terrordome - but all these twisted words and similes are just our way to welcome back Public Enemy.
This group is legend, and they're continuing their exploits in a brand new hour of chaos. Listen up or miss out. The choice is yours.
