Bim put on an awesome set pulling songs from all over their over six-album repertoire. John Cameron played the organ with one hand, and sax with the other.
Some of us want sex, not a cheerleading section shouting progress reports and instructions. Why does anyone keep yelling “Fuck my ass” when it’s being done?
King is a charismatic vocalist, and the Colonel plays guitar like a hell-bent rockabilly god. A perfect mix of rockabilly, punk, and old school rock ‘n’ roll.
Funny how “Electronica” has so many trappings of rock. After three songs, Moby stripped off his shirt, wiped his face with it, and threw it into the audience.
The samples are flying, the sticks are flying, the whole crowd is flying. Their new disc, Loop Bites Dog (Mammoth) is amazing, but this is fuckin’ INCREDIBLE.
With guitar, bass, drumset, vocals and keyboards, the energy poured off the stage with a gorgeous rapper spewing out words and rhythms like it was nothing.
Using no guitars, no drums, nothing but a series of ELP-stacked keyboards (is the acronimity a coincidence? I think so), BT rock us with driving, heavy beats.