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.
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