Furs
If I arbitrarily designate my base of operations in Luton as
the cradle of civilisation, then the Waiting Room in Stoke Newington on a wild
and blustery Wednesday night in January seems a long way removed from that cosy
centre.
The venue itself is situated in the basement of a busy
pub/restaurant that is doing a roaring trade with crowds of young men sporting
identikit Edward Lear beards and tall young women clad in black. Kids, eh?
The Waiting room itself is a simple space with benches along
the walls. With Spartan décor that is either plain wood or white tiling it
resembles a cross between a sauna and a butcher’s shop.
First up are cosmic six piece Psychic Markers. In addition
to the usual guitars, bass and drums they have two backing singers who share a
microphone while swaying side to side and clutching bottles of beer. They all
play in other bands – Grass House, Still Corners and several others. They are
here tonight for gentle psychedelic shenanigans.
Band leader Steve Dove has the sniffles, and snuffles
disconsolately between songs. The band start off with an instrumental that
doesn’t quite work, but the set soon builds a momentum of whirling space rock
that enraptures the room.
The vocals are narrated as much as sung and the woozy charm
of proceedings sees me turn on, tune in, and stop out for the evening. My
colleague wonders if the band should fully embrace their inner Hawkwind and
have the backing singers covered only by glitter and paint. This is only a
suggestion.
Furs (or F.U.R.S. depending upon which flyer you read) have
a weekly residency at this venue throughout January. They are bright and
cheerful and showcase the vocals of Elle Wade.
There’s no angle to Furs. They play proper songs with proper
verses and catchy choruses and when they have a good time on stage this
communicates through to the audience and suffuses us with a warm glow of
contentment.
Highlights include ‘Just Kids’ and ‘An Eye on the Vicious’.
It’s the kind of smooth music that is sometimes tagged ‘Adult Rock’. And there’s
nothing derogatory about that statement.
It’s this spirit of charm and wellbeing that is the band’s main
asset and it is not one to be underestimated. We are happy in their company and
they make the trip out tonight worthwhile.
And I hold on to that thought as I begin the long slog home.
No comments:
Post a Comment