Randy are the greatest rock 'n' roll group you've never heard. But you can change that right now (2024)

These words belong to the reliably charismatic Howlin’ Pelle Almqvist, frontman with The Hives, assuming his place on the stump to announce the release of The Death of Randy Fitzsimmons. Good news. Great stuff. But in an ideal world, or in a parallel universe, the quote would be attributable to one Stefan Granberg, the guitarist and lead singer with fellow Swedes Randy. Although small the constituency may be, there are those among us who would regard this clarion call as heralding the long-overdue return of one of the most exciting bands of all time.

Others, of course, will ask - probably are asking - Who?!?! Well yes, who indeed. But check Spotify, and you'll see that Randy's most-streamed track has been played over 154 million times. Except that it hasn't, obviously, because Spotify, a Swedish company, remember, has placed a track by an entirely different artist at the top of Randy's listing. FFS. The ignominy! And their loss. For in the first decade of the 21st century, this all-too-ordinary looking quartet from Hortlax released three albums in five years that managed to encapsulate pretty much everything that is great, and unbiddable, about rock ’n’ roll in its purest form.

With a lineage that can be traced right back to the greats of the 1950s, 2001’s The Human Atom Bombs combined the rattle and roll of Little Richard and Jerry Lee Lewis with the radical edge of a protest movement that preferred to do its business away from the ballot box. Four years later, the damn-near-peerless, impossibly brilliant Randy The Band delivered as many apparently effortless back-to-back bangers as is possible to cram on two sides of black vinyl. As to why hardly anyone noticed these vertiginous achievements, one can only wonder. Maybe it’s the vagaries of international capitalism. Maybe the shadowy hand of the illuminati is what stopped these plucky red-rockers from receiving what is rightfully theirs.

Actually, tragically, what was rightfully theirs. Past tense. The quartet - the line-up of which was completed by drummer Fredrik Granberg, bassist Johan Gustafsson and guitarist Johan Brandstrom – haven’t been heard from for going on a decade and a half now.

Which is why the quotes spoken recently by Howlin’ Pelle Almqvist could easily be attributable to Randy. Because rather than being – quote unquote – adult rock ’n’ roll, Welfare Problems brims with the evergreen possibilities of the eternally optimistic. Away from the music, sentiments as entrenched as these are the province of ideologues and extremists; people who are boring, at best, and dangerous at worse. But in song it’s reasonable to demand anything, so knock yourself out. An end to violent policing? Check. (A Man In Uniform). A viable alternative to societal norms? You got it. (Devilish). An end to the kinds of lies that pollute children’s minds all the way to adulthood? Why, of course. (X-Ray Eyes).

While some albums proffer escapism in the form of songs about virility, or dragons, or triumph on the battlefield in ancient times, Welfare Problems offers the prospect of better days for people who wish that the times they were a changing. And while this new dawn may never come, the effort invested by Randy in kicking against the pricks provides its own rich reward. Such are their achievements, in fact, that in a just and fair world they would be remembered as one of the greatest rock’n’roll bands of their day.

But the world ain’t just and fair. And don’t Randy just know it.