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<strong>Bido</strong> <strong>Lito</strong>! December 2011<br />
dropping some choice hip-shakers.<br />
And so, with the echoes of Chaka<br />
Demus & Pliers still in our ears,<br />
we allowed ourselves to be swept<br />
outside on a swell of euphoria that<br />
marked the end of the evening,<br />
turning for one last look as the doors<br />
of the great renovated warehouse<br />
space swung shut: a very satisfying<br />
Liverpool Music Week 2011.<br />
As seen by Christopher Torpey,<br />
Jonny Davis, N.Philip, Pete Charles,<br />
Ellie Witt, Natalie Williams, Matt<br />
Healy, Dan Owens and Tilly Sharp<br />
YOUNG LEGIONNAIRE<br />
Apple Canon – Wet Mouth<br />
Wingwalker @ The Shipping Forecast<br />
WET MOUTH: a vibrant new fragrance<br />
brought to you by some of Liverpool’s<br />
finest imports. A body of off-kilter<br />
melodies is coupled with splashes<br />
of youthful exuberance to result in<br />
a satisfying aroma that refrains from<br />
being too obtrusive. Armed to the<br />
teeth with their Sonic-Youth-isms, the<br />
quartet staple symbolist lyricism to<br />
quirky alt. indie music that radiates<br />
earnestness. Their performance may<br />
be somewhat subdued; however<br />
confidence and ability are just a<br />
couple of choice words that are sure<br />
to play a major role in their promising<br />
future.<br />
Peeling back the layers of their<br />
customary aesthetic by ditching the<br />
apple-esque attire is a bold move for<br />
APPLE CANNON, as they are renowned renowned<br />
for their tongue-in-cheek attitude attitude<br />
and and ironic ironic swagger; however, their<br />
madcap antics antics and riff-tastic aptitude<br />
denounce any notions of the band<br />
being purely novelty. Although their<br />
dry dry humour is very very much still still present,<br />
it’s their potent form of ‘thrash ‘thrash n roll’<br />
that that retains the audience’s attention.<br />
Crisis Works has been one of the<br />
most overlooked albums of 2011; its<br />
aural aural savagery is matched only by its<br />
astounding dynamics and emotional<br />
impact. It’s no wonder then, that<br />
YOUNG LEGIONNAIRE have finally<br />
earned their first headline tour on on the<br />
back of such such a magnificent magnificent venture. venture.<br />
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Reviews<br />
Their last Liverpool jaunt was playing<br />
second fiddle to Fucked Up for Sound<br />
City; however, this time around they’re<br />
primed for the centre stage. The<br />
crowd are welcomed to the fray with<br />
a flurry of enthusiasm, translated<br />
via via the band’s disregard for auditory<br />
comfort, as heavy-hitters Twin Victory<br />
and Numbers flood out of their amps<br />
straight down the audience’s waiting<br />
ears. As Paul Mullen Mullen thrashes about<br />
the stage like like a caged tiger, his his energy<br />
is tangible, which considering the<br />
technicality required for his band’s<br />
songs, combined with the fact that<br />
he’s the sole guitarist, is is an an incredible<br />
feat. Young Legionnaire will have to<br />
work hard to escape their histories<br />
(Yourcodenameis:Milo (Yourcodenameis:Milo and The The<br />
Automatic), but but it’s their identity from<br />
those histories that shape this quite<br />
magnificent magnificent band; a band whose whose raw<br />
Young Legionnaire (Michael Sheerin)<br />
does exactly what it says on the tin<br />
and provides a flourishing Thursday<br />
night event at Mello Mello which<br />
attracts familiar faces and curious<br />
observers every time. It can lay<br />
serious claim to be Liverpool’s most<br />
popular midweek gig night.<br />
Part of the event’s charm is that<br />
it gives a platform to acts that have<br />
something a little bit different about<br />
them. The word is that tonight’s<br />
first band, York’s THE CHACERS, are<br />
all bank managers by day. They go<br />
about their set with honesty and<br />
finesse, warming up with a collection<br />
of simple guitar pop songs with<br />
familiar subject matter. You Only<br />
Want Me When You’re Down sits<br />
somewhere between The Beautiful<br />
South and Elvis Costello, and despite<br />
the band uneasily uneasily propping up a bill<br />
which includes snotty punk vixens<br />
THE THE SMEARS, they hold their own. If<br />
nothing else, The Chacers are a damn<br />
sight more polite.<br />
The punk-o-meter gets gets an earnest<br />
crank with second act THE VERMIN<br />
SUICIDES, who comprise a number number of<br />
familiar faces on the Liverpool punk<br />
scene. Bassist Bassist Alec Joyce is rocking<br />
a Mexican look, resplendent in<br />
sombrero and impressive handlebar<br />
moustache (which is is back by popular<br />
demand). Tony T, best known as<br />
talent and intelligent song-writing<br />
drummer with scene stalwarts<br />
abilities result in a product that is<br />
The Dead Class, seamlessly blends<br />
much, much greater than the sum of<br />
rockabilly snare beats and half-step<br />
its previous parts. It just goes to prove<br />
dub to inject a slinky, danceable ska<br />
that a healthy healthy dose of post-hardcore<br />
post-hardcore groove into their bog standard first-<br />
can cure anyone’s ills, even those<br />
wave punk format. A readiness readiness to<br />
with a severe severe case of nostalgia.<br />
delve delve into punk’s subsidiary channels<br />
Samuel Garlick is is integral integral to the appeal of this band.<br />
Not content to just be another another three-<br />
THE SMEARS<br />
The Vermin Suicides - The Chacers<br />
chord punk band, band, they give a varied<br />
and consummate performance.<br />
Now, drag The Bangles through<br />
Free Rock and Roll @ Mello Mello a hedge backwards, dip them in gin<br />
and put them in a steel cage with<br />
Any budding promoters out there Hole, and you’ve got Nottingham’s<br />
looking for a clever name for their The Smears. Sassy and stilletoed,<br />
gig night should take heed that you they power through thirty thirty minutes<br />
needn’t be a seasoned wordsmith to of larynx-busting, grunge-flecked<br />
get bums on seats, you you just need to punk rock poison which, despite<br />
be honest about what you’re trying two members of the band being<br />
to achieve. Free Rock and Roll, a bi- stupefyingly drunk, is carried carried off off with with<br />
weekly event now in its third year, unerring precision throughout. Tune-