Los Campesinos!
Barfly
I was really ill the night I was meant to see tweecore (their fab new genre) heroes Los Campesinos!, but did I let that put me off? Did I hell. I’m rock ‘n’ roll to the core. I eat rock ‘n’ roll, sleep rock ‘n’ roll, shit rock ‘n’ roll.
When I wake up in the morning after a heavy night of drinking enough warm lager to drown Lemmy, Josh Homme, and that husky fella out of Bowling for Soup, rock ‘n’ roll accumulates in cruddy white patches at the corners of my mouth. I’m bullet proof, and no man-cold (the super-strong and hugely debilitating mutation of the common cold virus which girls can get) was going to stop me.
So what was good about seeing Los Campesinos! was that they put just as much effort into it as I did. Like a mental orchestra of ADHD sufferers on poppers and pro-plus (not dissimilar from my own chemical condition on the night), they kicked the lack-lustre audience’s ass with a selection of songs that I’ve been listening to and literally raving about for months and months. The only thing that fired the audience up was the already classic You! Me! Dancing! (I may be using more exclamation marks than are strictly necessary), but the band delivered everything with equal vim and vigour, even providing a dance routine for set-closer, Sweet Dreams, Sweet Cheeks.
For anyone else out there suffering from man-colds (or even pathetic girl colds), I’d recommend a solid dose of tweecore, stat. If only it came with a little double-ended spoon, it would actually be perfect.
Four Stars
Philip Rack
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