Thursday, November 22, 2007
Hot Hot Heat - Pavilion Theatre
Back in 2004, Hot Hot Heat were the only band on the planet capable of transporting me into the mind and body of a 16 year old girl. The faintest whiff of indie disco perennial ‘Bandages’ or indeed anything off their peerless debut “Make Up the Breakdown” and I’d be swooning, giggling and writhing in glee.
I arrived at the Pavilion Theatre on Wednesday in the foulest of moods (as anyone with but a passing interest in Our National Game can probably work out why) praying that Canadian five piece would deliver and whisk me back to simpler, happier times.
To their eternal credit, they succeeded. Each song crackled and fizzed with wired poppy energy and drenched in sweat from song two in, vocalist and consummate showman Steve Bays preened, posed and strutted about the stage, tossing his mic and substantial curly mop about like a distinguished graduate from Frontman Finishing School. Sighing, once again, I was in heaven.
posted by: Jim Brackpool @ 10:52 PM
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