Every now and then there comes along a band or an act or a performer that really knows how to command the limelight and entertain the crowds amassed. Last night Art Brut flooded the stage at the Bottom of the Hill with an aural assualt of ramshackle, punk-infused British brattiness and it was simply lovely. Forget for now the two barely-dressed men whose sausage-sharing antics and programmed rhythms passed as a support act, Art Brut were the stars of the night and they shined. The set was short, as described, but sufficiently energetic and earnest to leave the audience anticipating the next song even if it was one of their newer efforts and not one of the polished and well-rehearsed moments off the album.
Thanks for a good time, and on a school night too.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment