@ the Cooler Bristol
18th April presented by
Qu-Junktions
Consumer Electronics (such a great band name), was all perverted theatrics and evil razor blade sonics. Philip Best was on great confrontational form, as you’d expect from a member of Whitehouse, groping himself whilst licking childhood images and spouting a ream of colourful obscenities. His soundtrack sent tremors through your frame, even the flesh of my nose shook around it’s cartilage at one point - lovely warped rivers of gristly collision – devouring, hungry.
Seriously thought the Wolf Eyes show was a non starter when it transpired they’d blown their equipment. Luckily after lots of fiddling and numerous bent backs, the speaker finally exploded in ripples of noise. The relief was incredible, congrats must go out to the Cooler’s audio bods for averting disaster.
My two year wait to see this band in the flesh was rewarded big style as they launched into a gruesome display of power tectonics. Those bowel-etched bass lines entering the realms of heavy dub, courtesy of a DIY one string guitar were incredible. Scribble guitar and eerie swirls of half light were mixed up in death dipped colour, sax sounding like a tight contraction in the fedback rawness.
I really loved it when they went for it, that metallic stomp of theirs reminiscent of early Laibach - all totalitarian muscle with flangly sub-currents and carved kaleidoscopic wonders restlessly circling. Each trk started in colourful rumble and brooding menace and was never too far away from all-out headbanging meat, accompanied by some incredible double mic(ed) screamadelica. Found myself reveling almost Sufi-like in the beautiful roar and crushing chasms. I was going to that free noise night at the Arnolfini but to tell the truth Wolf Eyes really satisfied all my sonically destructive cravings, a show like this stays with you with plenty to savour.
Recent Live Wolf Eyes Podcasts from
Inside Inzane Studios and Music for Morons
18th April presented by
Qu-Junktions
Consumer Electronics (such a great band name), was all perverted theatrics and evil razor blade sonics. Philip Best was on great confrontational form, as you’d expect from a member of Whitehouse, groping himself whilst licking childhood images and spouting a ream of colourful obscenities. His soundtrack sent tremors through your frame, even the flesh of my nose shook around it’s cartilage at one point - lovely warped rivers of gristly collision – devouring, hungry.
Seriously thought the Wolf Eyes show was a non starter when it transpired they’d blown their equipment. Luckily after lots of fiddling and numerous bent backs, the speaker finally exploded in ripples of noise. The relief was incredible, congrats must go out to the Cooler’s audio bods for averting disaster.
My two year wait to see this band in the flesh was rewarded big style as they launched into a gruesome display of power tectonics. Those bowel-etched bass lines entering the realms of heavy dub, courtesy of a DIY one string guitar were incredible. Scribble guitar and eerie swirls of half light were mixed up in death dipped colour, sax sounding like a tight contraction in the fedback rawness.
I really loved it when they went for it, that metallic stomp of theirs reminiscent of early Laibach - all totalitarian muscle with flangly sub-currents and carved kaleidoscopic wonders restlessly circling. Each trk started in colourful rumble and brooding menace and was never too far away from all-out headbanging meat, accompanied by some incredible double mic(ed) screamadelica. Found myself reveling almost Sufi-like in the beautiful roar and crushing chasms. I was going to that free noise night at the Arnolfini but to tell the truth Wolf Eyes really satisfied all my sonically destructive cravings, a show like this stays with you with plenty to savour.
Recent Live Wolf Eyes Podcasts from
Inside Inzane Studios and Music for Morons
Comments