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The Creeping Ivies, The Wee Red Bar, Edinburgh

Lux is dead; Long live Lux. Imagine therefore if you will Poison Ivy gaining a few inches in height and joining forces with Lightning Beatman. And them both becoming Scots. Got that?If so then you will have grabbed the nub of what makes The Creeping Ivies tick and the rest of the world bop along. Duncan Destruction hammers the bejesus out of his snare & floor tom (the one duff note in the whole performance being a cymbal seemingly lacking a mic) whilst Becca Bomb sings and churns out some seriously driving riffage on guitar. With their Stay Wild album set for imminent physical release on Deadbeat Records (you can currently obtain a virtual copy via here) tonight's set was naturally composed of rousing versions of cuts from that, the earlier Rock 'n' Roll Party and Ghost Train eps and forthcoming single 'Black Cat'.


Deap Valley, King Tut's Wah Wah Hut, Glasgow

Returning to the city where they filmed their video for 'End Of The World', Deap Vally, on a chilly Monday night in Glasgow of all places, finally, convincingly and permanently proved that firstly, they’re here to stay, and secondly that rock and roll is back. Throughout a thumping set of the foot-tapping, classically catchy rhythms they seem to produce exclusively they demonstrated a passion and a love for rock and roll that will take them all the way. Though an album is in the works, singles 'Gonna Make My Own Money' and 'End Of The World' have cemented Deap Valley's postition as the two Californian ladies most proving rock and roll is cool again.


Caitlin Rose, Dingwall's, London

With 2010’s gorgeous and largely understated ‘Own Side Now’, there emerges some incongruity between Caitlin Rose’s hard-drinkin-hyper-sassy on-stage presence and the gentle material which she is touring. Gently strumming to vulnerable lyrical sentiments like ‘who’s going to take me home?’ isn’t entirely becoming of her denim-wearing, Stella-glugging, joke-cracking demeanour - in spite of its effortless craft and frequent beauty.


Kid Koala, Brudenell Social Club, Leeds

It is a guarantee that you will never, ever witness a show quite like Kid Koala’s! Robot puppets, trampoline turntables, dancing airhostesses and not to mention a life size Koala bear – this is performance arts at its finest. Eric San, the Canadian DJ and turntablist stuns with his musical talent. Spinning three vinyl at once, he looks upon a crowd always in awe.  He continually thanks and expresses his delight with the audience - of which not one looked disappointed with his immense musical skill.


Trwbador, Buffalo Bar, Cardiff

A Cardiff boy born and bred, I have never thought the Welsh language was ‘cwl’. Uncritically adopting a disdainful sneer towards my land’s mother tongue - which is easily triggered in a teenager forced to complete a GCSE in the language in the English Capital of Wales – I nevertheless find myself as playfully attracted to Trwbador as I am to the Welsh spelling of ‘tacsi’.


Villagers, Village Underground, London

Although still pivoted around Connor O’Brien’s distinctive voice and song writing, this year’s stellar {Awayland} was a huge leap forward in sonic ambition for Villagers – a move which has been met with widespread critical acclaim, but also one which threatened to put the band in a rock-and-a-hard-place situation when it came to their stage show, opening a potential fissure between the material of the two LPs.

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