I was considering entitling this thread "Rizla's Favourite Band" and making it a competition to find the artists that our beloved music moderator will love the most. He'll fucken want to shag the shit out of these guys if he doesn't already...
TEMB-LD are amazing. Saw 'em with my own eyes at the Southampton Joiners last night. Imagine The Birthday Party knocking unlistenables with Melt Banana, a hurricane of guitar noise fighting the spasmodic bass and carpet-bombing drums. Imagine a the freaks; two snotty, spiteful truant school boys enacting the Kama Sutra of guitar shapes; the glazed eyes of the bassist looking like a renegade reject from the ...Tral of Dead auditions that took place in his own head; a styleless misfit of a drummer, never failing for energy, possibly kept charged the radioactivity of his hideous loud shirt...
...and the singer, a cross between Richard Ashcroft and the Saint of Killers, rocking the hollow-eyed and paranoid cold-turkey look. Look! He stares out the crowd... He shows us his belly with vacant eyes... He leaps into the mosh in an ecstatic frenzy... He wanders round the stage in a daze... He looks as though he's about to burst into tears... He starts smashing the microphone into his head like he's trying to dash his brains out. I've used a lot of those moves myself, but where they'd look studied performed by most others, this broken, deranged man looks as if he's channelling the souls of the last fifty years of first class front men. Part Nick Cave, part Mike Patton, part Jim Morrison, a real fucking talent.
So there you have it. A perfect antidot to all these identikit rock acts who seem to be flooding the market now, with their hairstyles and celebrity girlfriends and retro-fucking-chic. These guys are the real thing, and they're a lot of fun. The gig ended abruptly, the audience dazed, unsure of how to react, a band who don't need to annouce that There Will Be No Encores. What is understood does not need to be discussed. Total fucking magick.
Buy their album, see them the first chance you get. |
