Yesterday l popped down to the Barfly flanked by my good friend and work colleague extraordinaire KEONG THE LEGANDARY WOO WOO, music scout/tout of 9pr SLASH Family Limited PR to watch the Lyre Birds and Cold cave headline the eve. I didn’t myspaz either previous to seeing the bands perform n so was quite clueless as to what musical nuggets awaited my approval.
I always take pity the new bands who take their chances with this venue on a mid week introducing eve. Its tough.
The Lyre birds were up first, opening loud and proud, the five piece threw down a rather super set. Although more accustomed to playing the likes of academies and stadium based arenas the Birds managed to scale their sound down, so were able to sonically accommodate their more confined settings, still allowing for them to stay loud but maintain the quality.
I would compare these Brighton boys to a more refined, younger and tasteful (so I’m thinking: not-really -but -a bit -like -if –they-had –been-better-like) ……Reverand and the makers. Before you switch off, l mean this as no terrible slur on thier character. In terms of their more commercial tendencies in regards to choruses and appearance they are pretty damn similar, but to their advantage are for sure younger, slicker, more considered and with a shovel more talent. All four musicians hold together a tight, cohesive sound, frenetic, shambolic but avoiding the potholes of creating the noise a lot of the more attitude fuelled bands can intimidate crowds with. The tracks from their forthcoming album have been superbly produced, they come from experience and take control of their performances visually and musically to make each gig their own. Bit of a gem this bunch.
Then came Cold cave. O Cold cave. The upstairs was bustling for this three piece. I had received the debut album for this electronic trio last week and binned it based purely on it’s front cover. Don’t make my mistake. The artwork is entirely misrepresentative of their sound. I’m currently trying to call it back in, more fool me. This lot create perfect synth, frag, abstract genius. Fashioning a flavour of post pop, Wesley Eisold
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Dominick Fernow create experimental, unassuming but hugely affeced beats woven to distorted melodramatic lyrics juxtaposed against beautiful channeled melodies that run beneath the dominating switch beats reverbed throughout every track. Emotive and kinda tragic to watch the three perform like a segregated social entity, unmoved by their own audience. All interaction is null and void to performance, eyes remain closed, no banter is to be had between the band and if you were to watch each individually they are lost in their own world, which appear truly intriguing from where l was standing. These Philippine odd balls are riding off the back of the seductive electronic lullaby scene that’s everywhere and they originally contributed towards establishing, mavericks extra-ordinanier they once were in superb company now, they are.