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see all the photos from this concert here
The Last Dance
Funhouse
The Last Cry
Purple Turtle, London
Thursday October 21 2004
~review and photos by Uncle
Nemesis
The Turtle isn’t as purple as it used to
be. This designer-alternative bar has been given a make-over, and now looks
more like a Berlin culture bunker, albeit a *designer* Berlin culture bunker.
There’s a new stage for live bands, a precarious shelf wedged between the
bar and the fire exit, and upon this precarious shelf tonight three bands
will strut their stuff for our entertainment.
The Last Cry open the proceedings. For
the band, this gig is another staging post on their comeback trail, and
by now they seem to have picked up the makings of a decent following.
At any rate, they win the crowd’s attention with a set of scary, moody,
rock, the vocalist looming out at the audience as if trying to force himself
into our consciousness by the sheer intensity of his stare. The band whip
up a punchy, controlled, sound, never giving way to rockstar histrionics
and always keeping a downbeat demeanour. All, that is, apart from
the drummer, who freaks and gurns his way around the kit with his trademark
array of crazed expressions that are, in their way, almost more scary than
the vocalist’s Mister Intense persona. As before, I find myself rather
more impressed with the band’s presentation than the content - they’re
still in need of that killer anthem, in my view - but it’s all an effective
package, and if you’re in the market for a bit of granite-solid rock played
with a no-shit attitude, The Last Cry may well be up yer alley.
Funhouse
are old friends of the UK scene, although as it happens they haven’t set
foot in the country since that nice Uncle Nemesis put them on in 2001.
Tonight, we get a revised version of the band: a couple of the regular
Funhousers are temporarily absent, so for this gig the band have a replacement
guitarist and bassist. But it’s rumbustious goth ‘n’ roll business as usual,
the band rattling out a set of unpretentiously good-time tunes with an
amiable humour that contrasts drastically with The Last Cry’s furrowed-brow
seriousness. Funhouse are nothing if not showmen, so we get the full gamut
of rock ‘n’ roll shapes, and a tune selection which leans heavily on the
band’s most recent album, ‘Oceans Of Tears’. There’s also a brace of covers
- Depeche Mode’s ‘Never Let Me Down Again’ and Billy Idol’s ‘White Wedding’
- and even the untimely demise of one of the monitors can’t stop the flow.
With fans on the monitors to keep them cool and functioning (I shall resist
the temptation to make the obvious crack about Funhouse always getting
their fans down the front) the band hurtle on, and the crowd is with them
all the way. A performance that provides more proof, as if it were needed,
that Funhouse are probably the best rock ‘n’ roll party jukebox on ten
legs.
The Last Dance are somewhat frazzled by
being pitched into a gig about five minutes after their flight touched
down, but, much-travelled troupers that they are, they still pull a good
show out of the bag. Vocalist Jeff is sporting a new bleached hairstyle
tonight, which, with his Californian tan, makes him look disturbingly like
Robert Kilroy-Silk. But once we’ve got over that little trompe d’oeil,
the band’s set is as full-on and seamless as we’ve come to expect. The
Last Dance are a highly professional unit - you’re guaranteed to get your
money’s worth, regardless of how far the band have travelled to make the
gig, or how much sleep they’ve had to forgo in order to play it. Tonight’s
set is predominantly built around selections from the recent ‘Whispers
In Rage’ album - ‘Nightmares’, ‘Voices’, and ‘Dead Man’s Party’ all crop
up, as does ‘Terribly When’, a song title which I always think looks like
it’s been randomly grabbed from a William Burroughs cut-up. Jeff stages
an impromptu stroll along the top of the bar - the bar staff swallow hard,
but nobody dares to pull him down - while Rick, on guitar, judiciously
selects from a cornucopia of effects pedals. There’s even a special
big-up for Stevyn Gray, on drums, who awards himself a little beat-flourish
to acknowledge the cheers of the crowd. ‘Is this your drum solo?’ inquires
Jeff. ‘It’s the same one you used to play in Diva Destruction...and Faith
and the Muse...oh, and Rozz really liked it, too!’ The band wraps
it all up with a zip through ‘Do You Believe In Angels’, and then it’s
all over. A typically sterling set by a band who never deliver anything
less than the max, and a fine climax to a good rockin’ gig.
see all the photos from this concert here
The Last Dance: http://www.thelastdance.com
Funhouse: http://www.cherryfields.net
The Last Cry: http://www.thelastcry.com
This gig was a co-promotion by Resurrection
Records: http://www.resurrectionmusic.com
and the mysterious DJ Psyche: http://www.viciouslondon.com/psyche
The Purple Turtle: http://www.purpleturtlebar.com/newsite/index.php
Robert Kilroy-Silk (not an official site!):
http://www.robertkilroysilk.com
Reviewed by Uncle Nemesis: http://www.nemesis.to
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