| November 01 |
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The Point
Ah yes, indie, isn’t it supposed to be dead or something? Obviously not if tonight’s gig is anything to go by. First up are Berks/Bucks four-piece 50 Hertz, who might initially seem to confirm every stereotype of the genre - four skinny white lads from the Home Counties with noisy guitars and a few Smiths albums in their collection. But the reality is so much more special. Singer Mark Nilsson looks and dresses like a young Tim Booth (if Tim Booth looked like a young, blonde Rowan Atkinson) and has a similarly disaffected worldview to Gene’s Martin Rossiter. He’s got a wonderfully natural falsetto that easily swoops into a harsher bite as muscular guitars grind and chime behind him, never encroaching on his central floorshow. From The Chameleons to The Psychedelic Furs, 50 Hertz breathe new life into cool, semi-forgotten 80s pop influences. ‘Welcome To The World’ is defiantly sad, like the last dance at the last indie disco in town, but it’s debut single ‘Armchair Army’ that’s the key to future success - a strident anthem for suburban insurrection. Current fashion might be against them, but 50 Hertz have a star quality that deserves to take them from their tree-lined avenues to the bright lights of the big city. |