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Few bands can get London's fashionista dancing to the lines "parasitic,
syphilitic" (Swastika Eyes) on a Saturday night, but Primal Scream are no
ordinary band. Their seven-album career has taken them through baggy to
dance to rock and back to what they do best, blending aggressive rock with
techno. Their Brixton Academy show, packed with a stylish crowd donning
military get-up a la Marc Jacobs, demonstrated that Primal Scream have
returned to the cutting edge of cool.
The band's coolness might partly be attributed to their associates (lead
singer Bobby Gillespie's partner is Alexander McQueen's right-hand woman
Katy England and Kate Moss guested on Evil Heat), but is more likely to be
down to the music. Primal Scream understand the importance of reinvention
and continue to break boundaries with their music after more than 10 years
in the business. This was very much in evidence at Brixton, making for an
edgy and exciting live show.
Despite his fashion connections, Gillespie is something of an
accidental fashion icon. A startling number of audience members were
sporting Bobby-esque hairdos yet the man's pencil-thin frame looked like it
was clothed in the same black outfit that he'd been wearing all week. For
someone with such a skinny physique he can still manage to command huge
presence against the vast and ornate surroundings of the Academy. And
although he gave a slightly more animated performance than is usually
witnessed from him, he still had that natural 'don't give a fuck' aura which
is why he's so intensely watchable. Rarely letting go of the microphone
he'd often bend over like an abandoned puppet, creating a striking tableau
against the beams of yellow light that would make the perfect rock
photograph. His political chants in between songs suggested that he hasn't
mellowed by fatherhood and serve as a reminder that Primal Scream are one
of the few bands to carry an air of unpredictability about them while remaining
truly rock'n'roll.
Although few would cite Gillespie as the world's best
singer, he gives an impassioned and distinctive performance, and his
versatility is overlooked. From the falsetto in Kill all Hippies to the
aggressiveness of Pills, or the sinister whispering in Miss Lucifer through
to the mesmerising trippiness of Higher than the Sun, Gillespie's vocals
are as integral to the atmosphere of the music as Mani's thumping basslines
or the trademark loops.
Most of the material performed was from the last two albums, Evil Heat and
Extermin8r - and indeed it was this stuff which sounded the most exciting,
demonstrating that there's plenty mileage to be had from a band whose
frontman is old enough to be the father of some of his fans. Stand-out
tracks included the latest single Autobahn 66, Rise, which was originally
titled Bomb the Pentagon, and City, all from Evil Heat. This is an album
that should be heard live.
The same could be said of Extermin8r, which
critics didn't quite know what to make when it was first released. It's
sound was more aggressive and less accessible than its acclaimed
predecessor Vanishing Point, yet hearing it performed live it suddenly
makes sense.
Although the latter material shone, the encore demonstrated that the early
stuff still sounds fresh. Judging by the average age of the crowd, most had
been loyal to the band since the seminal Screamadelica and they won't have
been disappointed with the renditions of Higher than the Sun and Movin' on
Up. Loaded, which has tragically been turned into a stalwart of student
discos, was absent, but not at all missed. Rocks was one of the few songs to get an
airing from the bluesy rock album Give Out But Don't Give Up, which could
have easily been subtitled "A Tribute to the Rolling Stones". But once
again this material would have been out of place demonstrating the sheer
breadth and diversity of the band.
It is difficult to pick out highlights and even more so to find flaws with
a gig that was a pure adrenalin rush from start to finish. With their
genre-defying sound this gig confirmed that Primal Scream are one of the
most forward-thinking bands to emerge from Britain. If there's a musical
hall of fame for originality, innovation, excitement and plain old
longevity then Primal Scream deserve to be a permanent fixture.
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