Part Chimp

Oo-er!

The DJs are playing Judas Priest and AC/DC. The venue is practically empty but Torqamada don't give a fuck about that slight setback. The four 18-year-old Glaswegians are dressed for the part. One of the singers even has a headband. They look like they've stepped out of some '80s metal gig, only without the big hair.

They're doing Spinal Tap poses within seconds and it's hard to think whether they're taking the piss or really mean it. The music is a suitably trashy metal stomp, played fast and LOUD but it's far from being a tuneless mess, which it could've easily descended into. And like the music being played beforehand, it's this old-skool metal where Torqamada seem to be coming from. Like Kiss without the cheesy choruses, like Andrew WK if he was actually any good at all, like the good old fashioned punkrock'n'roll of Ginger Wildheart's bastard offspring. Played fast. Very fast. And with well cheesy American accents and calls to arms inbetween songs.

Torqamada are really quite top banana.

[hmm, I'm thinking: DiS-sponsored tour of Span, The Parkinsons and Torqamada. That's be very nice indeed]

Part Chimp consist of ex members of Ligament and Scarfo - joy! - so the sheer throbbing bass noise and contorted rock poses come as no surprise. I've rarely seen a band come as close to the intensity of Part Chimp, who are like some math rock/hardcore hybrid. Distorted guitars and distorted vocals, throwing rock shapes, topless drummer hits his kit harder than anyone I've seen before. People collapse on the floor, like some squirming snake kind of moshpit. A guitar is trashed after the first song. I grin like a fool.

Welcome to your new favourite band!

[apologies to Wheels, second band on, who kinda washed over me and I didn't pay much attention. Huh, well I wasn't planning on reviewing this gig you know]