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Damn Arms + My Sister The Cop, Pharaohs Rocket Bar, Sat 26 Nov Damn Arms have risen from the ashes of Snap! Krakk!! with some new members, maybe for their beautiful hair and attractive slimness. In support for their first Adelaide gig were two local bands who didn't fail to disappoint in audio coolness. DJ Sasha, the lovely other half of Joel Pharaoh, kicked off proceedings with some tasty vinyl treats, such as Iggy Pop, the B-52's and Patti Smith. I admit I'm a My Sister The Cop virgin, and tonight at the underground swank of the Rocket Bar, I was duly deflowered by the bastard love child of the Burning Brides, the Cop being Adelaide's punk pastel noiseniks. They blasted off promptly at 10:00pm, pulling out a thrilling set of dense, chaotic, distorted splendour. Each song was short, punchy and EXTREMELY loud, melting into each other to make one dollop of musical sludge. The way these tunes were played rendered any naming of song titles indecipherable. These guys are surely the future of music, kids. I never realised how much the thundering bass of Joel Amos plays a part in the Pharaohs sound. Mixed with Dan and Joel Crannitch's guitar and drums it produces an amazing freight train of noise, blitzing your ears with pure sonic madness. Galloping through their debut EP, 'The Forest For The Trees', they also included Broken Arm and Panic Stations from their 7" release. I came to the eerie realisation that Sirens sounds spookily like Bloc Party and Tiger Bites has one of the coolest lyrics in "A brain dead heart, a brain dead soul!" The true stars of the night though were Damn Arms. They come across as long lost cousins of the Bravery with their dark new wave sounds or a nasty Duran Duran with fangs. Friskily beginning their set with Test Pattern from their debut EP 'Patterns', they proceeded to run through the frenetic New Snare, Please Pass Me My Anti-Robotics, I Sink Therefore I Swim, after which they dedicated the next song to Brett, vocalist from My Sister The Cop, declaring, "He just got back from the future and it's bright! We love him! We're on E, kids!!" It was a night of wonderful post-punk posturing and indie kid joy. At 1:00am, DJ Joel Amos pumped out the late night tunes from the likes of Soulwax, New Order and some obscure 80s numbers to help punters to kick on into the wee hours, when DJ Aaronak closed off proceedings with some sweet, sweet sonic love.  |
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