― alex in mainhattan, Saturday, 18 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
dancing like the idiot children of david byrne, pretenders to the ian curtis throne, absolute pretentious waste of time. they are, if kenneth halliwell exsisted, something that he would make up, if he were to be in a rock'n'roll band.
avoid.
dud. dud. dud.
― doomie, Saturday, 18 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
hmmm
― bernice d, Saturday, 18 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― DG, Saturday, 18 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
British Sea Power review in the latest copy of the Organ. Pretty good live despite the journo wankers complaining that they'd heard it all before. No you havent you twats, the bass player is VERY Joy Division/New Order but the rest of the sound is full-on, touches of almost Hawkwind-ish psyche. Straightforward anthemic stuff, extremely good drummer, great entourage, lots of heartfelt emotion from the players. They sound like The Sound if you ask me.
― marinecreature, Saturday, 18 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Think about it. Where have you seen the pop-eyed staring, the quasi-military uniforms and stage sets, the strangled sub-Joy Division guitar rip-off-riffs and the lyrics to Louie Louie interjected into songs before?
ANd I bloody well *like* Echo and the Bunnymen...
BSP have one listenable single (Remember Me) but too bad even that one listenable riff isn't their own. Utterly disposable.
― speak of the devil, Sunday, 19 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
I have their first single so I hope they get big and I can recoup on eBay. But it's not all that good. The stage show I caught 30 seconds of at the ICA and it looked fun.
― Tom, Monday, 20 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
it consisted of a beautiful south cover band. a humourist that was painful. and then british sea power. surrounded by a bunch of twigs, played their best echo and the bunnymen songs and then bored the living fuck out of me for hours afterwards. it's a goth revival. then the guitarist did the most embarrassing, throw down his guitar and public school run through the crowd, went up on the balcony of the spitz and eased himself back down on the stage whilst the singer did his mock stoned look at the crowd. maybe he looked that way becuase he was shocked at how boring a rock'n'roll show can be? wide eyed and bored. thniking: fuck, we are fucking crap, arent we? all the while, hippies were trying to sell me art mags and careless talk costs lives. it was so horrible i felt like committing suicide.
― doomie, Monday, 20 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― mark s, Monday, 20 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Besides, none of these other bands have such an interesting image - the quasi-military stuff, sure (I've never seen another band where the GUY ON THE MERCHIE STALL FOR CHRISSAKES has his own carefully crafted image - think corpulent Boy Scout leader waving Town Cryeresue bell to attract attention). The stuffed birds. The set heralded by a reading of TS Eliot's "Triumphal March" over the PA. It was all wonderful!
― MarkH (MarkH), Monday, 17 February 2003 13:40 (twenty-three years ago)