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Imperial Vipers As this is the second lot of c.d's and bumf sent from Emminence leisure I thought I'd better write something about the band that they are trying to promote, Englands answer to Guns and Roses, Imperial Vipers. Imperial vipers may come from Dunstable but their spiritual home is America or is it because lurking in the songs is a definite Clash presence. What you do get is a heads down, uncomplicated no frills rock and rock band. This is the music of sweaty dark bars, loose women in boob tubes hot pants and a face for sin and dudes with cuban heels and a easy smile and an arm out of a window of an open top car. Imperial Vipers - Searchy, Falling, Silence: The Imperial Vipers come across as some hybrid clash/Buckcherry creation. They also appear to own one name each, which is very rock, but then so do the Brazilian International football squad. Hard
to smile: Mercury
rising: Promised
Land: Jewels: The
Dirt (part 2) Streets
of California: Kick
a hole: Searchy,
Falling, Silence: In
Chains: Living
in my veins: My
Number: Sun
Dissolves: Overall
view: The Vipers The Vipers now is it???? When I originally booked them they were The Likes, before becoming Seven Dogs, before settling on what i think is a more apt name "The Vipers". It sums up 60's pop and twangy guitars, innocence, good times and trashy B.movie soundtracks. The addition of Zara's organ...ooerr missus.....has made the group have that B52's sound, when they were good and Nathans vocals have that manic sound that Fred Schneider also posessed. Zara's quirky little movements and appearnce also reminded me of a young, (as she was back then) Poly sterene of X Ray Spex. Full marks to Rana, who has only been in the band for three weeks as the new bassist, she wasn't phased when a string snapped on her guitar. Add the animated drumming of Ral and you have a band that have the ability to be serious contenders in the new emerging garage surf punk psychobilly sound. Several people I spoke to afterwards said, they would like to see them again in 6 months, and preferably with more female backing vocals. Sadie
Hawkins Dance Heading
for my pub of choice nowadays, The Yorkshire House, Lancaster, I decided
to pop along to see 'Sadie Hawkins Dance. I've heard about them so felt
its about time, while they were in the neighbourhood, to give them a
listen. FeedBack Very busy tonight, obviously the chance to dress up as zombies clinched it for a lot of folk. Not for me mind, I reckon I would just look like someone trying to pass themselves off as a student, as thats the sort of thing students do. Cogna The first act was a duo calling themselves Cogna, the sound was patchy, no sound checking and consisted of two keyboards and a minidisc of sounds that sullenly refused to behave. Best described as an 80's throwback camp caberet act, where the singer seemed to be singing his shopping list and footnotes to mention to his therapist. Baby Bitch Baby Bitch on next, four young lads glamming it up. I not long did a review on these guys. you can't fail to warm to this band, while others of their peer group are growling themselves hoarse over D tuned guitars, these are all hand clapping,strutting and fretting over what eyeliner to wear.. Great entertainment and I think we are going to see a lot more of them. The V.C's The V.C's were an unexpected pleasure. Sci-fi punk, very Rezillos, but very original as well. The singer tall thin and wearing a pair of shades that looked like the sort that glaucoma sufferers wear, played what looked like an old Telecaster and even sounded very much Shadows/Duane Eddy in his guitar playing. The main interest for me was not the petite little bass player in the white rubber nurses outfit.....she was female by the way!!!! who not only played a very competant bass but a Korg as well, but the keyboard player. He had what appeared to be some contraption, possibly a melletrone, which by waving his hands over it made these weird sci fi noises. Play any Gerry Anderson 60' and 70's Joe 90, Mysterons track wrote by John Barry you'll know what I mean. There I said it. If watching a guy waving his hands over his organ making strange noises is your 'bag' then the V.C's are the band to see, I for one will definately be looking out for these guys again. Zombina and the Skeletones Zombina
and the Skeletones, The band I really went to see. I loved this band
when I was sent their e.p last year and 'I was a human bomb for the
FBI' has been on our Wall of Sound for about nine months now. every
one of their songs was great, from the 'Doo Wap' Angel Eyes, late 50's/early
60's cover, the accepella prom night track and the many mutant surf
rock(as Sho calls it) I call it the Beach Boys, early B52's, Cramps
pot pourri that their set consisted of.
Baby Bitch - Screaming for Attention - C.D Review AINT
LIFE A BITCH!!!!....One minute you're walking through Boots the chemist
with your mates when you accidentally trip and fall into the cosmetics
counter. Instead of wiping off the eyeliner and lipstick smears that
now adhere to your features and joining a rugby team, you decide to
pick up a guitar and start a sleazy rock'n'roll band instead. Mojo Black Untitled C.D Review I have
a soft spot for Mojo Black. There is something that does set them apart
from other bands, one being there are only two in the band and two the
don't have a drummer, but then that never stopped the Sisters of Mercy.
Anthony, the singer, who also plays the recorded drum tracks on their
songs, has a likeable singing voice, which luckily goes with his likeable
stage persona. Emma, the bassist, who obviously thinks that four strings
don't cut the mustard, goes for 5 of them instead. Quite shy and not
given to macho rock posturing, reminds me of Gaye Advert from the Adverts,
or would do if she wore a black leather bikers jacket and went heavy
on the eye liner. Mika Bomb, Violets, adventures of Loki @ Feedback Haven't
been to the downstairs of The Farmers Arms and was pleasantly surprised
how cosy it was and a good stage area. Inventive use of projected images
onto the stage area also gave it a very professional feel. Wasted
Festival organisers all-dayer, Oct 29th @ the Carlton Morecambe I
was looking forward to this, not for the music, although that helps,
but the meeting up with old mates that you dont see for months at a
time. As we seemed to have adopted young Stephen, Sho and myself treated
him to one of my free tickets and took him with us. He shows promise
for a 'young un', he listens to other stuff other than Kerrang standards
and might end up not being made mentally retarded like many of his mates.
Although the festival was down as a free event, with tickets ordered beforehand a donation was asked for to go towards the bands costs. When we got to the door we were asked for a donation of a fiver each. Now I'm not slow at coming forward where 'charidee' is concerned, the lapels of my jackets are the first thing to wear out with the amount of pins in them from various organisations, but surely a donation is an unspecified amount put in a bucket or similar receptacle, how else are you going to get rid of any foriegn coinage gathering pocket fluff. Anyway I was happy to pay it, its a full day,with some quality bands and I would have paid that if the ticket price had been a fiver anyway. As we never got in until about 1'o'clock and went to one of the side rooms and greeting some of our mates, the first band I actually went to see was Outl4w. Cynics may say that the the reason they get on is their age, three brothers 12,14 and 15, or around that age and a 16 year old drummer.But the truth is they are entertaining, simple songs played well, the guitarist/singer leaping off stage and spinning around on his back still playing his guitar with lyrics appropriate to their age, Never gonna grow up? that sort of stuff, all sang in high shrill balls not dropped voice, reminded of X-Ray Spexs polystyrene in fact. It would have been nice to hear some lyrics, but the sound was badly mixed with the drums over riding the vocals. Saying that they got a rousing cheer after each song and deserved it. After that it was back to drinking, gossiping and 'touching base' with other promoters and serious bouts of hugs and kisses, we are all a bit soppy that way. Another two or three bands played, I couldn't say who as I said it's more a meeting of kindred spirits and only the real serious fans of those bands tend to give them any attention. In fact as most of the crowd seem to be made up of the 'old guard' appreciation is shown less by frenzied pogoing and by the more gentler nodding head whilst resting a pint glass on a beer gut.......but HEY!!! like I said we aren't getting any younger. Watched parts of the set by the Bleachboys and Crashed Out, there was a couple of toe tappers there, but maybe its me, there are very few bands that have both the sound and the X Factor to keep my attention for that long. Made the effort to watch Glueball, as Jonny Wah Wah, the vocalist,hails from my home town of Reading and a top bloke. As we had been sitting with him most of the evening, it was only fair we sat through his stab at punk rock stardom. Fast paced but not thrashy, again struggling to hear the lyrics due to the shite mixing, but as Jonny comes across 'not of this world' sometimes, I'm sure his thought processes work on the same level in his lyrics lol. Slightly a cut above the general morass of punk bands out there, I look forward to seeing them again. Instant Agony were on next. Liked them but have to keep reminding myself that THEY ARE SCOUSERS!!!. Check that wallet is still in pocket, it is ,but then they would have to be good to get it while they are performing on stage right. With that worry out the way I can enjoy their set. Again fast paced street punk with far too much energy from Hocky who has a thing about wrapping the mic lead round his neck. They have been around since the early 80's so have had plenty of time to get it right. good enjoyable chanty sing along stuff with the added bonus of waiting to see if Hocky slips and throttles himself on the mic lead. I always take disposable cameras, usually in packs of five as I usually lose at least two of them. Well a couple of years ago Hocky says to me 'I picked up one of your camera's, it's back at my hotel room, I'll give it back tomorrow when I see you.Well I thought wasn't that nice they are obviously not all thieving scouse bastards, until I got it developed and handed back with a very old fashioned look from the assistant at Boots, they had used it to take rude pictures.....nice one Hocky!!!. One of my bands of choice were Goldblade, fronted by muso journalist and sky soundbite merchant, John Robb. He is a true professional frontman, audience interraction and participation, if filling the stage with young ladies from the audience, backed up by a sharp sound that owes itself more to rock'n'roll than punk. He does this interesting move, best described as make a wiggly shark fin hand movement above his head........you have to be there to appreciate it really. stripped to the waist, damn no love handles or beer gut, and writhes sweatily across the stage urges the audience on. I strongely recommend you catch this band if you get the chance. On to the final band and much looked forward Angelic Upstarts. I was never a big fan of theirs, but could appreciate their political stance. Still Mensi again was a great frontman, very humerous and encouraging the crowd, who good naturedly slagged him off, 'You fat bastard' being the main comment. Quite funny really as the ones shouting it were usually fat bastards themselves. But then that has always been the beauty of Punk, it isn't pretentious, and looks at itself with a humour ,warts and all, maybe some other genres should take a leaf out of the punk book and stop trying to dissappear up its own arse. They played and played and played and....played, the audience shouting the lyrics and their arms thrust forward to emphesis the passion a real in it together moment. My voice is a bit croaky with all that singing and shouting over the music at eachother, so I know I've had a good time. I sometimes wonder how do some of these bands who play at these events and get that substantial crowd and the atmosphere it creates, can the following day play in some small pub to a crowd of maybe 50 odd people. It's especially annoying when you think some talentless nu metal band, but who has a good management company, can manage to con people into believing they are relevant, but then I suppose their target audience are the Kerrang and MTV generation, soulless, brainless, whinging teenagers, that never had our experiences and have to be told how to live. My major gripe was that although The Carleton was hired for Darrens event, somehow they still managed to use the other small side room to run their usual rock night. I know it's not particularely good but surely they aren't that worried that their audience are going to find somewhere else to go in the one week they aren't on.Still knowing that their major audience are all underage and how fickle they can be maybe it needed to be done. Towers of London at Carleton Rocknight Not a big fan of the sound system at the Carleton as they seem to rely on bass and never seem to have any or very little middle in the mix. This seems to hamper the vocals as they get swamped in the wall of noise coming out of the speakers. I wanted to see Towers of London due to the press I had heard about them, who described them as a punk band, but to me their image didn't portray them as that. They came with two support acts, the first Hooker, could best be described as the poor mans Guns 'n' Roses, o.k but didn't really hold my interest. Tsar,
the second band, were from America and much better. They had that bouncy
american punk feel to them, obviously, but again apart from some ten
or so enthusaistic youngsters bouncing about in front of them, obviously
didn't do much for the rest of the audience. The singer did try some
rapport with the audience by talking about their songs, but like I said
the sluggish vocals ment you couldn't understand what he was saying,
so he could have been reciting the Lords prayer for all I know. Still
I liked them although everytime he stopped to talk you could hear 90%
of the audience talking about their working day to their friends. Towers
of London were a different story, These guys rocked. From the moment
they hit the stage, they had presence and bags of swank....dont think
people use that term anymore do they? . There was a heck of a lot of
the Sex Pistols sound in the songs, so I was happy but they also indulged
in throwing beer at the audience who did the same back. Silly as it
may seem I used to love that part of the punk culture, It was fun and
unpretentious and you got wet. I can definately see the appeal of TOL
and why they have got picked by by a record label. See this band, I
mean it, they are going to be big. Lil Kimi was made up as she got to
dance on stage with the band and was picked up by the singer and held
up to the audience, unfortunately he didn't throw her into audience
after.....shame.
Mojo Black and Freak Jesus at The Bobbin HYDRA 14th May 05 - Moriarti & The Sith
The doors opened and people came in eagerly, with more arriving and waiting in anticipation for the band to take the stage. The time was now 10.30 and Moriarti & the Sith got into position, with their masks, make-up and blood. The crowd stormed into the main room as the band was announced – Moriarti gave out a warning that if anyone stepped over a line taped in front of the speakers “If you cross the line you will die!!” A safety announcement, but with The Dark Lord growling the warning – it had to work. The opening number was “March of the Damned” and as usual - out came the blood and The Dark Lord spat out his bloody welcome to the crowd gathered at his feet. The first song passed quickly into the second “In Domination we trust” (one of my personal favourites – with its audience participation) and then “Anthropophagus”. The Dark Lord then called me onto stage as he knew it was my birthday – they played a ‘metal’ version of happy birthday and to finish it off he spat blood over me!! After this lovely surprise (not that I didn’t expect it), the next song was announced – none other than “Skinwalker” – the floor filled (as expected) as this is one of their most popular songs - and another of my favourites. This rocked as usual and they then followed it up with a combination of old and new material. Including “Veil of Death”, “V666 – Cry of the Wolven” and more (full play list in Lady M’s posting). As the band came closer and closer to their final numbers – The Dark Lord decided he would go for a little walk and drag people off their lazy arses – but I think he scared half of them to death – which was probably his mission in the first place.
Review by Lil' Kim for Dogonastring Full
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