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>GIFTHORSE w/ THE LOW EDGES + THE PERISHERS BRIXTON, WINDMILL: 13.05.05 |
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There is something unnerving about Brixton. As you walk from the station to The Windmill a female preacher shouts at you that: “Satan will claim your soul this weekend!” She hollers at two young men on a moped that they will never outrun the devil unless they repent their sins. What she doesn’t know is that the Windmill is the true dark heart of Brixton and if she set foot inside she might be shouting with the devil. The Perishers are Teenage Fanclub without the perfect harmony. Their childlike melodies are enticing but they linger on the stage just that little too long. Almost like their sunshine pop is our last defence against the darkness that will follow. Eventually they cede the stage to The Low Edges who come on to some spoken word thing that talks about people wasting their time in ghetto scenes and not wanting to get out. Quite insightful as The Low Edges are your typical New Cross scenesters with Luxembourg’s drummer filling in for their regular drummer (who’s absence isn’t explained) and half the people watching them I have spotted from looking at the bands signed to the feted Angular Records. However, The Low Edges are not your typical ‘New Cross’ band. They are like some evil kind of MOR. Childlike four chord songs rotate with Fallesque scratchy sounding rockabilly with even some kind of indie dance song thrown in with barely audible lyrics about being thrown off a cliff and having the “meat torn from your bones”. Very bizarre, but entertaining. However, the night is all about Gifthorse who are launching ‘The Childhood Gang Reunion’ EP. Gifthorse are another Angular band, but despite having the best song out of both Angular compilations in ‘Happy Daggers’ seemed to have avoided any kind of attention from all the ‘hip’ publications. There seems to be something
slightly wrong about Gifthorse live though. Maybe it is the sound, or
maybe their songs are too subtle for a Friday night in Brixton. The fragile
sounding vocals get lost in the mix. However, maybe this is the point.
Once you get past the bubble of chatter and manage to make out the vocals
you can hear some amazing songs, but it is difficult. I think what makes
them stand out from the other indie hopefuls are the bass lines and vocal
melodies. The Bassist seems to be very northern soul/R&B influenced.
The white soul rhythm makes a difference from the root note bass lines
most indie bassists offer up. The singer Bryan yelps like he is in ‘Haines
and Oates’ some kind of dark indie/R&B vocal styling that I
have never really heard before. The lyrics are sinister with their ‘swapping
spit in alleyways’ and wailing for help like we have entered some
circle of hell. Review by Steven West The Devil is alive and living
in Brixton? Talk on the Messageboard |
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