- 22 Dec 17
A Seasonal Arse Kicking, Care of Cavan's Own Boyz II Men. Holiday Cheerer: Pat Carty
I’ve reviewed The Strypes on three separate occasions this year – a gig in the Thomas House, their show at the Electric Picnic, and supporting Liam Gallagher in Lucan – as well as offering a few paragraphs about their very good indeed third album Spitting Image – my “Cavan A Rave-Up” pun was one of the year’s best, and was cruelly ignored at the recent Irish Magazine Awards. With this in mind, I need to be careful to avoid cliché and repetition, so here are a few standard riffs I need to steer around:
Published in 1939, Gadsby is a novel concerning the fall and rise of the fictional city of Branton Hills. The main selling point of Ernest Vincent Wright’s book is the fact that it does not contain the letter “e”. At all. It must have driven the author half crazy. I feel his pain. I haven’t a hope.
Promptly, as the clock strikes nine, the lights go down, the P.A. plays a combination of the old Outer Limits theme tune (“We are controlling transmission”), The Who’s ‘The Ox’, and Ivor Cutler’s Small Faces narrations, and then, like greyhounds out of traps, The Strypes bound onto a stage decorated like an explosion in Dealz, and into ‘Rollin’ and Tumblin’’. Better known as a Muddy Waters record, the song was originally recorded all the way back in 1929 by the magnificently named Hambone Willie Newbern. Yes, it is the type of music I’ve sworn not to refer to, but it’s had a welcome cracker stuck up its arse. ‘Eighty Four’, from second album Little Victories, shakes the floor and we’re asked, unnecessarily, if we’re “up for it”, before ‘Cruel Brunette’ lays out the manifesto “Sad songs and waltzes are useless to me now”. Good, because that’s not what the crowd are here for. ‘(I Need A Break From) Holidays’ and ‘Black Shades Over Red Eyes’ are like a harder version of Elvis Costello & The Attractions, and ‘Hometown Girls’ kicks off at an almost trash metal clip, the band nearly passing themselves out a few times.