28th September 2012
Review by Ben Spencer
Photography by Natasha Truman
After being offered various misdirection’s and making a couple of wrong turns to North London’s renowned venue the Lexington, the venue itself emerged with a pub like exterior with big windows and curtains draped across.
Once inside the venue and after realising tonight’s event was upstairs, various band members were passing from the small stage at the front of ambient theatre themed room. Tonight’s event begun with a circus dressed host who introduced the acts that were to follow with a great level of enthusiasm and his own personal talents thrown into the mix. As the lights dimmed he begun spinning two meter length glow sticks around his body with such ease you would definitely not want to try this for risk of personal injury and public embarrassment.
Without any delay the The Dalston Devil Trio act of night entered the stage with two guitarists (one of which played an eight string lap steel guitar) and a woman with a Tuba. As they got going a strong blues and swing influence became quickly prominent from their sound. Vocally, everything worked well in the delivery of catchy lyrics and sing-along choruses that soon got the increasing venue’s attention as the vocalist sung” Heading for the deep blue sea” Whilst some of their music pertained to a dreamy trance like melodies, there were also upbeat numbers thrown in to keep the energy levels in the room with a jazz like fusions between the tuba and guitar chords.
These guys were an interesting opener and despite being the most melodic act the evening they did not appear in any way out of place. With a great crowd reception and a well refined sound they make quite a refreshing listen and will be interesting to see more of in the future.
Next up, Kremated take to the stage to inject some hard hitting metal into the veins of the now packed out venue. Combing an interesting hybrid of old school thrash metal to keep Slayer fans flexing their air guitar skills and a hardcore adrenaline pace from the vocals of their front man whose lightning fast lyrics and enraged shrieks gave them a relentless speed that is not to be taken lightly.
The set list glided by with metallic riffs, galloping drumming and a pumping bass groove that remained consistent throughout. Halfway through the band switch bassists and both contenders were equally formidable at carving some hardcore infused carnage amidst the fret tapping fury from the guitarists impressive solo work. The vocalist successfully waded his way through the instrumentation into a weighty filth ridden riffage maelstrom that came with enough head banging gravity to pull the ceiling down whilst retaining an aggressive punk raw edge. Although their music was a complete polar opposite to what we heard earlier, their music didn’t go without recognition as their soaring sound helped crank things up for what was to come. The night hit an interval point as the circus themed host resumed stage and begun to demonstrate his immunity to physical pain by balancing on a spiked slab bare chest for the crowd who reciprocated with an awestruck applause before the comedian of the night Will Hodgson interested with some light relief humour to indulge the crowd with.
His set breezed by seamlessly with his critique upon racists and homophobic attitudes and his commentary on how retarded they was met with a great crowd response. After keeping his momentum going and never falling short of verbal input he displayed a perfect balance between intelligent humour that felt organic and spontaneous at the same time. This was a greatly received addition to the tonight’s bill and a worthy comedian whose material digested well with the general vibe he left behind, once exiting the stage.
Now to the main act, The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing take up instruments in their Victorian themed outfits and push things into fifth gear as they open with a strong bass driven punk procession of tunes to get the crowd going. With everyone clapping and dancing around to their music, they displayed a more experimental side to them in songs such as ‘Margate Fhtagn’ which slide from a clean guitar passage into death metal growling and gritty guitar pummelling which reveals a darker edge to the band’s light hearted verses.
A lot of their set comes with well written lyrics that hark back to Victorian politics and provide an interesting insight into their sound such as ‘Victoria’s Secret’ which come with a strong group vocal section that reinforces the punchy groove of the song while the lead guitar drives the track forward. Another crowd favourite seemed to be in, ‘Doing it for the Whigs’, an infectiously upbeat guitar and bass driven anthem which describes “no future in Tory politics” became an instant hit for their fans chanting the lyrics back at them.
Taking things down to a more melodic level, they unveiled an acoustic guitar and begin strumming away to ‘Common People’s Medical Advisor By RV Pierce MD’ a song that lyrically centres around a patient being diagnosed by a doctor for having a masturbation disorder which is told by two members of the band as they banter back and forth between the roles within the story. ‘The Great Stink’ remains quite a memorable track with its eerie undertones and heavy guitar riffs, it stands one of the bands more sombre and politically charged offerings that works well in contrast to the more humorous aspects of their sound.
Tonight’s show at The Lexington was as entertaining as it was informative into a diverse line-up of bands that all had memorable qualities to them. The atmosphere was buzzing with a broad range of alternative fans who seemed to feed of the energetic performances of the night and it was definitely one to remembered along with The Lexington itself.