A Lion sine bosto crazy drum machine actione!

A review of my good friend's band, A Lion, as they performed at a John Peel tribute gig in Bristol the other week that I was lucky enough to attend. I'm not sure who the original author is but I understand he plays for the band "North Sea Navigator":



Holasta oedidios! Jespere acta acta "review" sectione pertificas "Touros Madrigale Misterioso" udo selificaces Bar Unlimitades Gloucester Road Bristole, Avon, Royam Unificado.



E berimente umas noito des gradidas scopo. Havibaramente Bar Unlimitade's "neighbours from hell" fasta muito telephonira os venue com les vibraciones dos A Lion soundcheck fais uma musta prevemente, disem "The trinkets keep falling off my mantelpiece, motherfucker," corspedes forca guitaros volume minimasatore stupides. A Lion mucho narkoffo, mais nul metrione; uma concerto totalmente rocktastica! A Lion sine bosto crazy drum machine actione! A Lion muiltamente screaming vocale! A Lion cospormentes influenza equalis Can, New Orderes, Talking Heads, LCD Soundsytema, Glenn Branca, modernes Primal Scream! Os "Tea" cantata muitas humoroistastastatsta! Onde os guitarista Pete resemblados "Tommy Tiernan, y'know, the depressed Priest in the last episode of Father Ted." A Lion rulas!



Es muy difficantes canta os cantos Tom Waits sans resemblados un idotes totalis. Es no uma problema com Rose Kemp. Hesta whisperdad "The leaves will bury every year / and no-one knows I'm gone" umascente corsparas not a dry eye in the house, like. Por es vocalidad e una momente tiny bottled soul, una momente fuckoff traction engine. Rose fais uma concerto totalmenta acapella o similarles totalmenta excellenta. Rose Kemp rulas!



Horbestos Steveless unfortunesti accidentidades picnic / combine harvester "several limbs lost," oistofteros Team Brick replacamentad. Team Brick horste comcom afflideraz nice noise / angry noise / nice noise / angry noise / nice noise / angry noise. Ferem colema Team Brick merchandise ("Lifesize Lotus Position Team Brick with Megaphone, Laughing Quietly In Menacing Fashion" £35,) loopy vocalismus granta torspedunda blow your cocking ears off. Recentamenta muy focusda, veritamente ploughing una furrow uniquas, Team Brick rulas!



Finalemente temos os 'happy-songs' dos Navigatore della Mare Norte (NSN.) Sufficiades a disem los NSN corpomentas Robert Mitchum's ghost inhabitates una minidisc player, torres particularlidad com plaintivo: "Let me out of this minidisc, dammit, I'm Robert Mitchum." Percussiva gingeri premenati Rough'n'Ready performidad aparti sliding floor tom. Chipper specialmente kudos kudos ghali in stati LOUDCELLO, mastifaca habis lyrical amnesia em Beatles Song, "La la la la la la la." Brilliantifico! NSN rulas!



Em conclusione: Scorchio!

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