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Electric Six + Pharaohs Fowlers Live, Thurs 27 Oct  "It's
a busy Thursday night. You had a lot of options" states Electric Six
singer Dick Valentine during the breakdown of Gay Bar. "You
made the right call!" he declares, and within seconds he's wheeling
around the stage, singing about having "something to put in you".
It was that kind of night. Pharaohs opened the show, and made it immediately clear why they're the beneficiaries/victims (delete where applicable) of so much local hype. They stormed the stage as though they were the headliners, lost in their own grooves and rocking out with more than a little style. Crucially, they possess more presence than Santa on Christmas Eve and made the room their own. Anyone not convinced they're our Next Big Thing must be - ahem - in de-Nile. Any initial disappointment when Electric Six's opening Dance Epidemic didn't immediately set Fowlers alight was soon overcome by the realisation that the band is wary of premature Rock And Roll Evacuation. They built the set beautifully, gradually raising both the temp and the tempo. Armed with songs like Bite Me and Be My Dark Angel, they brought a good record (this year's underrated 'Senor Smoke') thunderously to life. Despite a guitar-heavy mix, Dick Valentine and band played ninety minutes of the best kind of rock'n'roll: one you can dance to. The singer spent half the set undressing and half putting his clothes back on, did push-ups during Dance-A-Thon 2005, and with his moves, his waving and smiling at the crowd and his general roguish charm, had them in the palm of his hand. An acoustic set of sorts was a chance to catch a breath with Valentine doing a solo C'est L'Amore, and the superb Jimmy Carter with Tait Nucleus on synthesisers. From there it was non-stop rock, including a frenetic Danger! High Voltage, and finishing with a monster version of Dance Commander. Fire in the disco. Fire in the Taco Bell. Fire in Fowler's Live.  |
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