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Was this because I added a link to your site praising your musical taste after the Napalm Death?
Hehe, Patrick Wolf, Napalm Death, what’s the difference? They’re both wonderfully palatable when drunk – a nice touch of disorientation.
Ah, just seen the link and thank you very much.
Really, though, who couldn’t love Napalm Death? Altogether now:
“YOUSUFFERBUTWHY??”
Ben
Perhaps that should be yet another piece of legislation we should ask New Labour to squeeze out before they’re purged. “In control of a blog while under the influence of inebriation”.
As for Wolf, well he’s prodigiously talented and utterly gorgeous, of course. While seeing him live I learnt the true distinction between a small fanbase and a cult following. The tent at Underage was packed with adoring girls and the atmosphere was one of such intense reverence that I wouldn’t feel it matched until I saw Crystal Castles this year. He performed part of his set wearing a shawl/veil and looking like some mixture of a Muslim woman and a Monty Python drag character as he hunched over in a chair, then sprung up to stand on top of it and rapidly got topless; much to the delight of the lustful contingent watching him.
It took until this year for a bunch of other bands (Late Of The Pier, Does It Offend You Yeah?, The Ting Tings, the aforementioned CC) to realise that they too could get away with being that fun while having that many sound tunes. I think that previously people were wary of doing anything too entertaining on stage in case they wound up like The Darkness…
“Perhaps that should be yet another piece of legislation we should ask New Labour to squeeze out before they’re purged. “In control of a blog while under the influence of inebriation”.”
Ah, no, it’s the best condition in which to write. All pretense falls away (and all powers of spelling and grammar but it’s a small price to pay).
“It took until this year for a bunch of other bands (Late Of The Pier, Does It Offend You Yeah?, The Ting Tings, the aforementioned CC) to realise that they too could get away with being that fun while having that many sound tunes.”
I saw DIOYY? and The Ting Tings supporting the Cribs, and they were indeed excellent. Unfortunately, they were followed by a tedious twiglet named Joe Lean, and the only way that the audience could have fun was to hurl merry abuse.
The Ting Tings had a fucking skipping team accompanying them when they closed with “That’s Not My Name” at Reading. That’s what I meant by downright fun.
I imagine that Joe Lean & The Jing Jang Jongs were playing somewhere at the festival but I managed to miss them. I think that they have some decent tunes but I didn’t much mind.
Heh, yeah that does sound good.
Joe Lean and his fashionable accoutrements were dreadful, though. A healthy Doherty: completely devoid of gorm.