Ever noticed that the bands who get all the hype tend to be a bit shit? Let’s take a look at what’s going down in Liverpool, where groups like Stealing Sheep and Sound Of Guns are fellated into Record Store Heaven by people who just want re-tweets and precious passes. For more worthy groups, it takes a little while to get dat honeyed recognition. Plenty of superb local groups have been readily ignored by certain sections because they might not conform to a certain standard. That’s the hipster/alt crowd for you though; all-inclusive unless it suits them.
ANYWAY, let’s talk some real business. Let’s talk about one of the more furious, not-too-serious and…whisper it…nicer bands in operation in this city. Yes, this page talks about them a fair bit, but it is difficult to deny just how good a group Super Fast Girlie Show are. This past Friday’s set at Mello Mello was another lesson in the majesty of raw, unfettered noise. Now boasting a two-pronged bass attack complemented by breakneck drumming (Pasha Coxhill, Phil Hartley and Allan Jones respectively), SFGS might not be providing that acid-jazz-rock-funk-rap-soul hybrid we all apparently crave but deliver more than enough in the sections marked SPEED and VOLUME to chew you up and spit you out.
At a lean 25 minutes, their headline slot was a testament to the great Mark E. Smith’s proverb: “If you can’t deliver it like a garage band, then fuck it.” Indeed, ol’ Fuckface, had he been in attendance, may well have offered a sly, toothless grin at the spectacle. Short, sharp schizoid blasts of songs like ‘Mind Control’, ‘Freaks’, ‘1980s (This Ain’t)’ and the wilfully weird ‘Cheese’ were cloaked in the extra-terrestrial sounds conjured up from Hartley’s sizeable pedal board. Louder Than War proffered the opinion that he came close to unlocking the infamous-cum-mythical Brown Noise. It’s difficult to disagree. Catch them while they’re hot and be sure to tip your waitress.