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**Not exactly the Oxford Zodiac gig.
** Judging by the scowl on Julian Casablancas’ spot-ridden, puffy red face, he needs Ally Pally like a hole in the head. Subsequently, what we get is an evening of clinically rehearsed retro-indie, but little else. They could have maybe taken a leaf out of British Sea Power’s book, or possibly a whole tree, given that the Brighton quintet’s typically loopy stage set includes quite a few of them.
BSP you see, are nuts. And absolutely spellbinding to boot. Once the beer sniffing, NME-swallowing audience desists in throwing cups, they all begin to cotton on too, because for all the novelty that swells around the band’s stage set up (keyboardist in tin helmet, stuffed owl and the aforementioned trees), their unique and quite obliterating sounds are wildly enthralling. You can’t tie it to a time, and though it’s possible to pick out bits of Joy Division, and early Echo And The Bunnymen, the energy and riotous psychedelia render it quite unique. Pretentious yes, but at least it has character. Which is more than can be said for New York’s finest.
Dressed as a Libertine and under low lights, Julian Casablancas could still be in his infamous wheelchair for all the energy he’s exerting tonight. While tunes like ‘Last Nite’, ‘New York City Cops’ and ‘Someday’ are effortless singalongs, there’s far too much blandness interspersed with it, in the likes of ‘Automatic Stop’ and ‘The End Has No End’. Guitarists Nik, Nick and Al* have the posing under control luckily, though there’s none of the dramatic guitar wielding that their opposite numbers, *The Datsuns (remember them?) trademark. It lacks chaos and more importantly: fun. It’s also a great shame that Room On Fire’s standout, the slow one, ‘Under Control’ is tossed away without any delicacy right at the start, as the rest of the gig continues at one pace and one wonders whether Julian’s drum-machine has more than one setting.
When The Strokes write a decent song, as opener and new single ‘Reptilla’ indubitably is, the over-hype fades into insignificance beneath its blushing rollercoaster of a tune. But everything they play is held too close to their chest, lacking the raw looseness and indulgence that bands like British Sea Power, White Stripes and The Von Bondies exude. Although their sixty-five minute set is carried off meticulously, the simple truth is that massive shows like this require much more than playing songs straight from the record.
The Strokes have it in them to be everything they’re touted to be. The Elite chic, the Stones cheeks, and of course the post-tragic cover version (The Clash’s ‘Clampdown’) – it’s all here. However, without the claustrophobic urgency of playing in a club everything gets lost and it’s more a case of ‘It Is Shit’ rather than ‘This Is It’.
Anyone wishing to check out a live photo gallery from the event can click here or email **Andrew Future **for hi-res shots.
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I wrote a long series of musings about the Strokes under Neil's review of Room on Fire on this site, asically suggesting that pop life did not sit easily with Mr Julian and that the poor wee guy is full of beer n' depression n' some of the most nutritionally vacant food in the world if the above mugshot is anything to go by. The Queen's just left hospital after knee surgery and the removal of benign skin lesions from her face: one recommends her doctor to Mr Julian with a great deal of haste. Perhaps he's decided that it's dumb to carry on copying various garage acts, tussle with allegedly cool 80's influences and a bit of snotty 70's punk and that it's time to turn himself into a NYC facsimile of the King of Pop himself. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Elvis Casablancas. Just don't let him go for a shit alone.
I think it's telling that they started with 'Reptilia' as this is by far the bounciest, most energised track from Room on Fire. It seems like all the criticisms I gave it, that it was half-arsed, full of lyrical moaning throughout, and had no energy to it and a lack of really decent tunes is shown up even more live and is amplified by the band's seemingly can't won't don't give a fuck attitude.
And it's nice to see the Oxford Zodiac mentioned. It's been a long time since I cascaded down Cowley Road drunk. Let's just mention the Point too for old times sake.
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Sniff, the Jericho... I saw my first ever Oxford gig there.
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the cunt certainly doesn't have any other appeal, that's for certain. Ha! (oh...he knows like arpeggios and scales! and he could probably play any Ned's Atomic Dustbin song of your choice if you ask, too!!!)
Catch yerselves on though - the Strokes 1st UK gig was arguably the most fucking tedious 30 minutes of my musical life, before I knew or cared about them. the other 3 on the bill above/below them just made it even more of a joke. So -- Strokes play shit gig SHOCKA......shock? where the fuck have yous all been, with your head in the pages of NME, or just hiding your objectivity somewhere safe it won't be forgotten (since which, inevitably, it has...)
Not that Andrew "future" is right and all you fans are wrong. necessarily. Lots of the review's balls (hello last para) regardless of how bad the gig may have been/was, but that's another matter. The sooner people fucking look at things (not just this dumb band, the whole state of play currently) from a different angle the better
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when yr gonna justify and debate (and woo, here's one for all the future hacks out here, <i>write</i>) about music, there will need to be a point when you will need to bring in objectivity. For otherwise we get grotesque hyperbole (largely instigated - certainly in the UK - by yr ol' pal NME) of the "Best band in the world evereverever" type and not a negative word about them for a good 24 months in the music weeklies (or rather weekly). You get rabid unquestioning nonsense flying round the net and filling up clueless tabloids that - slow to pick up maybe - will only fuel things further.
Obv if you go one way or the other wholly (subjectivity / objectivity), you then erase subjectivity/personality/emotion and are then left without any of that instinctiveness that makes true genius Pop/ rock/ dance/ music of all genres so fucking wonderful, and always has. And that's then shit, as you said, leaving you with nary but mumbly musos and the proper chinstrokey, joyless idm. But go t'other way and you are highly in danger of losing all fucking sense of perspective, and it becomes a joke, all you've to back yourself up with with 'well ooh it was nuts' and lots of intangible feelings you aren't prepared / don't feel the need to justify beyond whatever emotions it elicts...
So incorporate both perhaps? is that such a scary idea? it gives a better argument, through whatever medium yr using.. I never even thought of sub/objectivity so, just was a natural state of affairs - til recently....(which leads me back to the ol' first strokes/hype point....)
If you don't want to though - well.....don't come and argue/debate/defend your passion for whoever on A Message Board. If you want lots of uncritical approval that won't stoop so low as to question your personal view, then hunt down their website or a fansite or something. or go and read a copy of The Fly instead.
why indeed yes NME is flawed, but it gives us 'something'?? ..((and the crossword don't count, albeit 1 thing whose quality in the paper's been preserved the past few years...))
YEah so, lets sit ike gleeful pigs in their shit and be proud to be unaware of whatever's happening in the editorially-unapproved real world, outside of its pages full of the latest self-proclaimed-zeitgeist, LET ALONE dare to complain. Look! There's a computer at your fingertips! And you're still prepared to rely on the latest NME reports on an NME-sponsored tour for bands on the NME Deputy Ed's own label?
You're right - too true, the music scene's fucking amazing at the moment, i'm with you there - though I doubt much at all would have been given the time of day in NME, let alone wouldve told me about them. I don't think it's entirely a coincidence either, that i'm falling over great new music when I've not bought it for a year or two, and now rarely even flick through even its (fairly paltry) gig guide any more;
they've reduced and spread out the fonts with every relaunch so much you could probably read it in the Co-Op in 7-8 minutes.. If you're happy to say 'ah well it's shit but what else is there' (i'm not having that 'flawed' apologist balls), yous are the sorts who actively deserve it. Nme.com and a few other fave sourses for news, some mags/papers/sites you trust and have time for the writing of for reviews/features, skim through the gig guide in whsmiths while yr waiting for the train or summat. You seriously rely on nme for your new music, your pointers? You're the one who stepped up on that one, i'm just honestly just trying to get my head round yr withering justification..
[shite...this weren't an nme thing, someone's derailed this - all the above on them is a given really, far too much effort spent discussing their failings and juicily hyped mediocrity, onto the new fucking breed...........]
PS - said nme email address was signed up for yeeears ago when they were 1st introduced (the whole site/editor was different, brilliant place to discuss crap, 'i love Music' with less weight/less traffic/more fun). I don't give out my personal one anymore on boards since yahoo and chums took to using/abusing them. no endorsement, oh clever one (nor any of my details). shucks, what a hypocrite this makes i.......says they, to the one who doesn't even provide his inbetween replying to, essentially, lots & lots of Strokes postings........
Thank fuck it's the end of the day now !
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Olly, don’t be a prick. If I was being morbid and tasteless then I’d be doing what NME did with the Vines and marketing their lead singer as ‘the next Cobain’ on account of him possibly being a wee bit loco. I don’t want Julian to turn into another rock fuck-up, I want the wee kid who looked fucking great, sang fucking great and wrote fucking great songs. Right now we have someone who sounds miserable on record, looks half-arsed on stage, is frequently incoherent in many interviews and looked (at their gig in Toronto) like a piece of shit compared to how he used to look. I don’t want my rock stars dead, they make less music that way and that is a waste. My ‘persistent analysis’ of Julian has not been one of ambulance chaser, it’s been one of a guy who thought the first album was fantastic in every way, who considers Room on Fire to be one of the most disappointing follow-up albums of all-time and who worries that a fundamentally nice chap is not in the grandest of mental health. But what the hell eh, if Julian’s lost weight, then clearly everything’s all ticketyboo. That Richey Edwards is fine too, the weight loss helped him…
NME: nice to read when you want to fill in a few minutes.
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and I do my badges at the same time
it is sharp
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I enjoy slating the Strokes for releasing a shoddy second album. I also enjoy praising the Strokes for releasing a great debut album. I also enjoy fishing, clay-pigeon shooting and peeling the labels from cans of citrus fruit.

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