Jimmy Regal and The Royals are a defiantly Saaarf London band. Their brand of hard-hitting Thames Delta blues also owes a debt to the trance-rhythms of the Kimbroughs, Burnsides and Hemphills of North Mississippi and the funkier influence of New Orleans. The video in support of the title track of this, their second album, explores the wondrous eateries of their 'hood (Jen Evans took the photos), and incorporates footage filmed at various Jimmy Regal gigs, including their support set at Dingwalls for Cedric Burnside of the above mentioned blues dynasty. Sky Murphy put it the whole package together
CJ [Corin] Williams, the songwriter and the lead (and only!) guitarist of Jimmy Regal, explains himself.

"Chicken shops pretty much define South London (my favourite being the awful 'Ferfect Fried Chicken' in Forest Hill - they obviously got sued by Perfect Fried Chicken and very visibly stuck an F over the P). After a drunken and unsuccessful night out, the ultimate symbol of failure for me is having to resort to Late Night Chicken. Fried chicken and chickening out of an unwise booty call is what this song is all about. The riff is inspired by RL Burnside's version of Poor Black Mattie, but using standard rather than open tuning, and so it becomes something else."

"My theory is there are no bad chicken songs, from Dr Alimantados Best Dressed Chicken in Town to Louis Jordan's, Ain’t Nobody Here But Us Chickens. From The Meters' Chicken Strut, to John Cooper Clarke's, Evidently Chickentown, and Run, Chicken Run, by Link Wray..."