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![]() Spa Pavilion, Whitby Part 1 - Friday April 11 2003 Scary Bitches Psychophile Torsohorse The Ghost Of Lemora Deadfilmstar ~photos and review by Uncle Nemesis Where did the last six months go? It's time for the Whitby Gothic Weekend again, the twice-a-year festival which, since 1994, has grown to become the largest goth-oriented event in the UK. A few nips and tucks have been made to the WGW format for this event - chief among them the cancellation of the battle of the bands on the Friday night. This feature never quite worked in the way that had originally been hoped: the voting system was hardly scientific, and the logistics of the event always favoured those bands which were lucky enough to draw a later slot on the bill, and thus got to lay to a larger crowd. The WGW has not abandoned its commitment to exposing new artists, however - from now on, the Friday slot becomes a 'New Band Showcase' in which a selection of up-and-coming acts get to do their thing on the big stage. No competition, no voting, no winners or losers. The bands simply get an opportunity show what they can do. As I've remarked before, the opening slot at Whitby is the toughest gig in the UK (although a live set at the Slimelight probably runs it a close second). The opening band has the unenviable task of pulling the sparse early audience away from the bars and the social whirl, and making them heed the on-stage action.
The Ghost Of Lemora might be the toast
of the London scene these days, but they're still very much And then, all of a sudden, we're back in
the metal zone. Our third band tonight, Torsohorse, come from the throbbing
hot-bed of rock 'n' roll culture that is Bridlington. But maybe we shouldn't
laugh, because in spite of the band's prosaic provenance they do seem to
be going places. They've certainly got a fanbase - the front of the stage
is suddenly crowded with the young and enthusiastic advance guard of the
Torsohorse Barmy Army, most of whom I'm sure have never been to the Whitby
Gothic Weekend before. And that, to a certain extent, clues us in to the
reason these nu-metal bands have been booked in the first place. It's an
attempt to reach out to the younger But I digress. Torsohorse are a full-on power trio, and although their brand of rampaging nu-metal is usually the kind of stuff I would travel many miles to avoid, I find myself impressed by their set tonight. They're tight, professional, frighteningly good musicians, obviously rehearsed to the hilt. Their OTT make-up looks frankly rather silly (does the world really need a nu-metal Kiss?) but at least it gives the band the kind of cohesive image which Deadfilmstar so conspicuously lack. Their songs go barrelling past in an indecipherable blur (although the fans at the front seem to know them all by heart) and the vocals are a fairly standard abrasive rasp. But the element which keeps my attention is the interplay between the bass and drums - the Torsohorse rhythm section is fantastically tight, and the thunderous groove which underpins the music makes it easy to forgive the band's excursions into the area of bog-standard metal-isms. In fact, I'm struck by the thought that Torsohorse's obviously high standard of musicianship throws quite a few of 'our' bands into a rather unflattering light. When you see a band who can *really* do it, musically, you realise just how weak many others are in this department. So, not at all my sort of music, but I'm impressed nevertheless, and I can see why the band have built up such a large following. If I were a record company, I'd be seriously thinking about slipping a lavish contract under Torsohorse's noses. The stylistic direction of the show is
unceremoniously wrenched in yet another direction as Psychophile scramble
on stage. Psychophile are on a roll at the moment: their debut album proper Our final band of the night is the Scary
Bitches. Now, it appears that I am swimming against the goth-tide here,
because I just can't fathom the appeal of this band. And a lot of people
*do* find them appealing, that's for sure. Although they've only been around
for a short time, already it seems the Scary Bitches are being hailed left
and right as splendidly cool and amusing, the greatest thing to hit the
goth scene since Andrew Eldritch's mirror shades. They're picking up gigs
all over the place, and here they are at Whitby - in the headline slot,
too. Not that the new band night at Whitby officially has a headliner,
you understand, but nevertheless, the Scary Bitches are the last band to Nevertheless, the Whitby crowd greets the Scary Bitches with whoops of joy: a show of enthusiasm which is utterly incomprehensible to me, as I stand off to the side like the spectre at the feast. The band seems to have dwindled to a two-piece tonight - most of the music is coming off a DAT - but the set contains the regular mix of novelty comedy songs such as 'Lesbian Vampyres from Outer Space' and 'I'll Piss On Your Grave' - you can guess from the titles how hilarious (or not) the songs themselves are. The music is very conventional mid-tempo rock, and not for the first time it occurs to me that if you stripped away the Scary Bitches' costumes and the novelty concepts, you'd find an entirely conventional pub-rock band lurking beneath. In short, it's not my thing, but there's an enthusiastic crowd down the front who disagree entirely. The band are cheered to the echo at the conclusion of the set. The Scary Bitches' stuff just doesn't do it for me, but it obviously *does* do it for a great many other people. They'll probably become megastars, just you watch. But not in *my* house! And that wraps up the Friday night live entertainment - although the DJs carry on into the early hours, and the partying continues until daylight in hotel rooms and holiday cottages all over Whitby. We'll be back tomorrow, hung over but ready for more... see all the photos from this show here Scary Bitches: http://www.scarybitches.com
Reviewed by Uncle Nemesis: http://www.nemesis.to 05/10/03 |