Novelty acts have never really done it for me. People (students) who pretend they’re into music smile along happily like they’re ‘Having a larf’, when in fact they simply like sickly tunes of any description and the irony of the novelty act is as good an excuse as any to indulge.
I had this in mind while I waited for Goldie Lookin’ Chain on Saturday evening at the Ashton Court festival in Bristol, and what potentially could have turned out to be as cringe worthy as waking up next to Peter Mandleson actually proved to be pretty bang on stuff. Eight blokes from across the bridge in Newport, all charging around a tiny stage in tracksuits swearing and shouting about smoking soap box.
Basically bloody brilliant. With loads of munted audience participation on ace tracks like, ‘Fuck you Alicia keys’ rounded off a great day with a proper highlight, rather that the cold experience of polite guitar / new material.
So maybe GLC aren’t a novelty act after all, maybe now’s the time for tracksuits, swearing and amusing lyrics about your mum having a penis. Well it worked for me!
Watch out Snow Patrol, the Chavs are coming!