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We’ve teamed up with SEXBEAT, Poster Roast and This Is Music in the legendary Corsica Studios London, for the all day event of the summer. Sunday 8th of August.2 rooms of live music, 1 outdoor courtyard and BBQ plus DIY record fair and merch stalls.
As well as the hearty line up of live acts below there will be LIVE limited edition gig poster screen printing from POSTER ROAST.
Live acts so far…
A PLACE TO BURY STRANGERS – known as ‘the heaviest band in New York’, the kings of face melting reverb make this their ONLY uk summer appearance
http://www.myspace.com/aplacetoburystrangers
GANGLIANS – divine West Coast summer pop from California http://www.myspace.com/ganglian
CEREBRAL BALLZY – adored by Vice magazine and the NYC hardcore scene a like, keep the spirit of 80s hardcore / thrash punk alive, influences are Bad Brains, pizza, beer + skating! http://www.myspace.com/cerebralballzy
BO NINGEN – destructive Japanese psyche, cited as the Horrors favourite band http://www.myspace.com/boningen
DAM MANTLE – innovative live electronic music pioneer from Glasgow who has recently supported Pantha Du Prince and Tickley Feather http://www.myspace.com/dammantle
BEAR DRIVER – heart melting multi instrumental pop akin to the Shins and Yo La Tengo http://www.myspace.com/thebeardriver
GRAFFITI ISLAND – surfed up b movie horror fanatics return with new line up http://www.myspace.com/graffitiisland
VON HAZE – dark swirling shoegaze from cooler than the Fonz Brooklyn duo http://www.myspace.com/vonhazerocks
ECHO LAKE – 1st ever show from this dreamy bedroom pop trio, already revered by Pitchfork + Guerrilla vs Bear http://www.myspace.com/echolakeandthestrangeera
SECRET CALIFORNIAN GUESTS tba
DJs: Trash Talk. ATP. Matador. Wichita. Loud & Quiet. Neu Magazine. Lovvers. No Pain In Pop. Sex Is Disgusting. Sleep All Day. Dixon JR
£5 tickets – http://www.seetickets.com/s.asp?a=sexbeat+radfest&p=7109
Corsica Studios is just by Elephant & Castle tube station. 10 minutes on the Northern Line from Old Street.
Even before the intro for the inaugural song has subsided to give way to its beefy riff main body, Pulled Apart By Horses’ axe-man James Brown has haphazardly toppled into his amp set-up, sending heavy guitar rig equipment crashing to the floor. An enthusiastic cheers emanates from the bemused crowd, who are crammed awkwardly into this most strange of gig spaces. Indeed, the makeshift barriers that have seemingly been placed randomly to stop any fervent followers of the band spilling over exorbitant equipage, give the Dogfish Menswear shop an almost assertory air of authority. An authority that is soon broken by the action onstage.
Starting with the aforementioned collapsing of the guitar rig, composure is soon regained, and Pulled Apart By Horses rip through their set, peppered with songs from their newly released self-titled album. ‘Back To The Fuck Yeah,’ with its palpitating guitar lines and its shrieking, soaring vocals, provides an obvious highlight to the set, but a highlight all the same. ‘We’re playing in a jeans shop!’ exclaims bassist Rob Lee, clearly bewildered by his band’s gig’s unconventional setting.
Midway through the delectably titled ‘I’ve Got Guest List To Rory O’Hara’s Suicide,’ singer Tom Hudson clambers on top of the front barrier, nothing but an air-conditioning unit to steady his balance with, before deciding to test the length of his microphone cord and diving headlong into the moshpit. After running riot for as far as he can through the baying fans, he climbs a handily placed wall-mounted clothes rack, ever so slightly tearing it from its fixings, and heads back for the stage. But not before pausing for a second to empty the contents of his stomach over the other wise cleanly Dogfish shop floor (and this reviewer’s left shoe). Obviously a live force to be reckoned with, this act only goes to exemplify just how much this band exert themselves onstage, and why they are quickly establishing themselves as one of Britain’s best live bands. It’s also pretty punk and rock ‘n’ roll and cool and that.
Obligatory set closer ‘I Punched A Lion In The Throat’ see the intensity of the moshpit reach fever pitch, and in the clamour of the song’s noisy intro, James hands his guitar to the animated assembly, which is clutched at manically, before he jumps in himself to reclaim it, and spends a refrain of the song lurching about the throng, bashing out riffs as considerate fans struggle to keep him plugged in and audible. Another chaotic ensemble of noise and the set is over, and the Norwich crowd are left to pick up the piece and take note of what they have just witnessed. It is unlikely an instore gig will ever be this riotous ever again, and Pulled Apart By Horses have certainly proved to be one of the most exhilarating live bands I have seen in a long, long time. A truly anarchic performance.
Alex Nelson
All photography by Greg Holland
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Pulled Apart by Horses.
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