In the absence of any live reviews this week (I've been lying on my sofa scratching myself...oh and watching 18 episodes of Heroes...very good) I'm celebrating the start of festival season with a Great Escape new music special thingy. The Barfly's Great Escape is one of those new kind of festivals that seems to have sprung up in the wake of the success of SXSW and the Camden Crawl. Rather than kipping in a tent and shitting into a hole in the ground you stay in a travel lodge and shit into a hole in the ground instead. Hurrah! Anyway, I think it's the second one this year and I'm going along to catch as many 'new' bands (they are promising us 150 of the buggers) as a young man can fit into three days...so god knows what an 'old' duffa like my good self will fit in...place your bets please. In a vain attempt to not miss the good stuff the Lady Baron has been researching some of the bands playing and has presented me with a list...ladies are good at lists...let's see what we've got...
Luke Toms has a nice 'tash. That's always a good start. Musically there's a heavy slice of Jobriath in there again (his influence grows) with a snatch of Bowie and Elton...perhaps even a hint of Billy Joel per chance...ooh and some Randy Newman. Nice. I like.
Next up we have The Wire. On some tracks they're an electro slightly Scissor Sisters-ish sounding duo from Brixton...shaatt it you slaaag, leave it ahhhhhht...on others like 'It's a Mystery' they're almost Verve-like. Intriguing. Laid back groovemeisters (yes, groovemeisters).
Xerox Teens...hmmm I recall writing about them on this very site last year sometime. They're now called XX Teens...presumably there was a copycat (Xerox? Copy? Geddit? It's good stuff this...no, you're right...it's not...but hey, at least it's free!) band called Xerox Teens operating elsewhere or maybe the Xerox people were gonna sue their ass. Anyway, I'm getting a bit of The Fall here, vocally and musically, which is always a good thing. They have horns too. I like horns. Horns are good. Let's hear it for horns! Listening to Round on their My Space page is a little like listening to a crazy drunken tramp having a benny whilst someone plays Crazy Horses by The Osmonds in the background. There's some great rockabilly style guitar work in there too. Yum.
Doncasters own Neon Plastix claim to be 75% penis and 25% Jazz Burger to which I would add 33% early Duran and 18% Klaxons (yes I know you can't really have more than 100% but I don't believe that Mr Plastix really is 75% penis...I'll check for you when I see him). I'm sensing that they'll be great fun live. V. Good.
Peggy Sue and the Pirates remind me of Kate Nash in places, who in turn reminds me a bit of Regina Spector in places. Telivision (sic) in particular has that great screamy, whispery...freakin' nuts kinda feel.
Finally, for now, Les Breastfeeders, who are coming all the way from Canada...that's right over there...near America and that. Imagine a French punk band and lo...Les Breastfeeders are it (incidently be careful when you're seaching for the band on the net...there are all kinds of 'special' sites dedicated to the more experimental kinds of sexual pleasure out there...I would hate for you to be getting ready for some class French punk only to find yourself staring at Melanie (44 28 36) and her lactating lady bits). Anyway, they are...c'est bon...which is about as much French as I can remember. Merde.
To Lady Baron's list I just have to add bonde do role - a Brazilian party in your pocket. Marina Gasolina makes you want to get up and shake yo funky ass like like they do in Brazil (you know, the ladies with the feathers in their bum...not literally...that's another one of those 'special' sites). Anyway they're ace...the band...not the site with ladies who put...oh you know what I mean.
I'm off to see Bobby Conn tonight...camp mentalist genius ahoy! We should get along like a house on fire...
Luke Toms has a nice 'tash. That's always a good start. Musically there's a heavy slice of Jobriath in there again (his influence grows) with a snatch of Bowie and Elton...perhaps even a hint of Billy Joel per chance...ooh and some Randy Newman. Nice. I like.
Next up we have The Wire. On some tracks they're an electro slightly Scissor Sisters-ish sounding duo from Brixton...shaatt it you slaaag, leave it ahhhhhht...on others like 'It's a Mystery' they're almost Verve-like. Intriguing. Laid back groovemeisters (yes, groovemeisters).
Xerox Teens...hmmm I recall writing about them on this very site last year sometime. They're now called XX Teens...presumably there was a copycat (Xerox? Copy? Geddit? It's good stuff this...no, you're right...it's not...but hey, at least it's free!) band called Xerox Teens operating elsewhere or maybe the Xerox people were gonna sue their ass. Anyway, I'm getting a bit of The Fall here, vocally and musically, which is always a good thing. They have horns too. I like horns. Horns are good. Let's hear it for horns! Listening to Round on their My Space page is a little like listening to a crazy drunken tramp having a benny whilst someone plays Crazy Horses by The Osmonds in the background. There's some great rockabilly style guitar work in there too. Yum.
Doncasters own Neon Plastix claim to be 75% penis and 25% Jazz Burger to which I would add 33% early Duran and 18% Klaxons (yes I know you can't really have more than 100% but I don't believe that Mr Plastix really is 75% penis...I'll check for you when I see him). I'm sensing that they'll be great fun live. V. Good.
Peggy Sue and the Pirates remind me of Kate Nash in places, who in turn reminds me a bit of Regina Spector in places. Telivision (sic) in particular has that great screamy, whispery...freakin' nuts kinda feel.
Finally, for now, Les Breastfeeders, who are coming all the way from Canada...that's right over there...near America and that. Imagine a French punk band and lo...Les Breastfeeders are it (incidently be careful when you're seaching for the band on the net...there are all kinds of 'special' sites dedicated to the more experimental kinds of sexual pleasure out there...I would hate for you to be getting ready for some class French punk only to find yourself staring at Melanie (44 28 36) and her lactating lady bits). Anyway, they are...c'est bon...which is about as much French as I can remember. Merde.
To Lady Baron's list I just have to add bonde do role - a Brazilian party in your pocket. Marina Gasolina makes you want to get up and shake yo funky ass like like they do in Brazil (you know, the ladies with the feathers in their bum...not literally...that's another one of those 'special' sites). Anyway they're ace...the band...not the site with ladies who put...oh you know what I mean.
I'm off to see Bobby Conn tonight...camp mentalist genius ahoy! We should get along like a house on fire...
Too true...I hear rumours of three series, which ain't too bad. Nice picture by the way...it makes you look like a 50's film star.
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