Drum Eyes, Ruby Lounge Manchester, 06/10/10
Thanks to Bon Holloway for the photograph
Would you believe me if I told you that I was in the same room as someone who is still cooler than you even though he was wearing a Status Quo T-Shirt?
Well, it's true.As it turned out, Drum Eyes guitarist Kai was only the second coolest person in the room, after Shige Ishihara, AKA DJ Scotch Egg. When Scotch Egg wasn’t marauding around the stage and into the audience playing his bass, or coaxing digital noise out of a laptop, he had a Gameboy playing psychedelic 8-bit samples.A mother-flipping GameboyTonight, Scotch Egg, Kai and drummer E-Da were augmented by a second drummer and keyboard/violin player to produce an almighty satisfying racket, and cement the fact that Drum Eyes have produced some of the most exciting music 2010 has had to offer. There were some songs played tonight. I’m not sure how many. It doesn’t matter. I certainly recognised 50-50 and Future Police from their debut album Gira Gira, a record of so many eclectic styles that even the most anally retentive pigeon-holer of music would probably struggle to slap a label on. They probably played some more of it too. Read a proper music blog if you want to know what. If you were one of the 3 readers of my old blog you’d know that I’m more concerned by the little things, like: Will the Toilet Guy be working at Ruby Lounge tonight? (He wasn’t, thankfully).In any case, from kraut-rock to pounding doom metal to prog flourishes to insane soundscapes, I don’t think there was a single person in the room not completely swept away by the beautiful noise (and be under no impression, a lot of people will dismiss this as ‘just noise’) this band were making. Not even the stuttering have-they-or-haven’t-they-finished ending of the set could take the shine off.The only thing missing from the night was that the bloke I’d seen earlier in Common, who looked like Naboo on heroin, wasn’t there. He looked like he’d do some hilariously shit dancing before collapsing in a crumpled heap in a corner, tears of frustration about the futility of his existence rolling down his ape-like cheeks. It would have been the the only thing that could possibly have made the night better and I would have liked to have seen that.
Read a proper review of their music hereDrum Eyes Myspace
Well, it's true.As it turned out, Drum Eyes guitarist Kai was only the second coolest person in the room, after Shige Ishihara, AKA DJ Scotch Egg. When Scotch Egg wasn’t marauding around the stage and into the audience playing his bass, or coaxing digital noise out of a laptop, he had a Gameboy playing psychedelic 8-bit samples.A mother-flipping GameboyTonight, Scotch Egg, Kai and drummer E-Da were augmented by a second drummer and keyboard/violin player to produce an almighty satisfying racket, and cement the fact that Drum Eyes have produced some of the most exciting music 2010 has had to offer. There were some songs played tonight. I’m not sure how many. It doesn’t matter. I certainly recognised 50-50 and Future Police from their debut album Gira Gira, a record of so many eclectic styles that even the most anally retentive pigeon-holer of music would probably struggle to slap a label on. They probably played some more of it too. Read a proper music blog if you want to know what. If you were one of the 3 readers of my old blog you’d know that I’m more concerned by the little things, like: Will the Toilet Guy be working at Ruby Lounge tonight? (He wasn’t, thankfully).In any case, from kraut-rock to pounding doom metal to prog flourishes to insane soundscapes, I don’t think there was a single person in the room not completely swept away by the beautiful noise (and be under no impression, a lot of people will dismiss this as ‘just noise’) this band were making. Not even the stuttering have-they-or-haven’t-they-finished ending of the set could take the shine off.The only thing missing from the night was that the bloke I’d seen earlier in Common, who looked like Naboo on heroin, wasn’t there. He looked like he’d do some hilariously shit dancing before collapsing in a crumpled heap in a corner, tears of frustration about the futility of his existence rolling down his ape-like cheeks. It would have been the the only thing that could possibly have made the night better and I would have liked to have seen that.
Read a proper review of their music hereDrum Eyes Myspace
