Filthy Visuals
It’s another Saturday night, so what to do? The logical
solution is to schlep down to the Bull and Gate to see some bands that I know
nothing about.
The first thing that strikes me is that the place is much
busier than is usually the case for these portmanteau gigs where there is
nothing much between the bands in terms of their current career trajectory.
One of the first rules of rock is that a band needs to make
an immediate impression. Bedford’s own Filthy Visuals certainly do that.
Sporting hair that has been chopped and teased into
elaborate asymmetric explosions and adorned with facial make-up that hints at
Manga villains (or in the case of the drummer, a panda that has let its mascara
run), the boys in the band make sure that they do not go unnoticed.
In contrast to the Sigue Sigue Sputnikery around her, Steph
the singer and guitarist is much more conventionally attired in leather jacket,
short skirt and stockings – the rock chick paraphernalia that will never go out
of fashion. She wears it well.
The band play a happy brand of straight forward hard rock.
Steph has a strong voice that ranges between a soaring roar and a kitteny
growl. Tracks like ‘Harder’ and ‘Dancin’ Backwards’ stand out.
There is a lot to like about Filthy Visuals and, if at times
they are slightly stiff onstage, that is nothing that getting more gigs under
their belt won’t fix. As it is, I would
already say that they would make some band a damn fine support act. Now they’ve
got to grab the top slot for themselves.
It becomes clear that it is the next act, Echo Park ,
who have drawn the bulk of the fans to the venue tonight. You can see why.
This gang of young lads from Guildford are an infectious
good time right from the off, bouncing around the stage like balls in a bingo
machine.
Theirs is an uptempo blend of rock and pop, showcasing the
vocals of Laurence Brundson. He can
really belt it out, work the audience and lead the band – excellent front man
skills.
My only mild criticism of Echo
Park would be that whilst I enjoy them when they are in full swing on the stage
in front of me, the songs that they are playing don’t make that much of an
impression. The band are an instant pleasure, a sugar rush of jolly pop
enthusiasm – but it doesn’t last once the music stops.
The Black Yolks are also well supported here tonight, but I
can’t quite see what the fuss is about.
This is rather meat and potatoes rock music that may be well performed,
but doesn’t connect with me at all.
Vocalist Sophie Harrison has a good set of pipes, but the
whole thing is a little too chicken in the basket/ cruise linery for my tastes.
Different strokes, I guess.
Not a bad Saturday at all. I really like Filthy Visuals, and
Echo Park have enough pep to cheer up any
gloomy evening. So I take away fond memories...
...and a rather nasty bite on my hand that makes me feel
that the Bull and Gate may be harbouring some unwelcome guests in its
upholstery!
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